Her head, hooded in a thin plastic garbage bag, swivels as she strains to follow the sound of his footsteps; otherwise she remains motionless. He come... to a stop a few feet from the cage and watches as her breathing deepens and speeds, sucking the plastic against her nose and mouth, then shaking her head and puffing out short frantic breaths, shuddering as she struggles to regain control. Her thin pale back is curved over her thighs; the cage isn't tall enough for her to sit upright. The bamboo. There was a plate piled high with steak, bacon, eggs, sausages, friedmushrooms, hash browns, a fried slice and beans. "I can't eat all that!I'll be sick," I exclaimed."Well you just do the best you can. We want you looking your best foryour first customers, and they definitely don't want an emaciated waiflike you. If they did they'd just go to the corner and use one of thetwo bit whores you call, used to call, customers. Now eat up and thenI'll show you your room, and the exercise equipment to. ‘That’s the cost to you for one,’ she said. ‘It’s patented and you can see it’s technically advanced, and though we’d get a small fee for each one you had made elsewhere we need to protect our own profits.’ We entered into a haggling round in which she brought in discounts on a sliding scale for quantity and ended with a handsome profit for us and a good deal for them. ‘I’m impressed,’ I said brightly. ‘OK, Jenny. You handle the sales pitch and the initial agreement and I’ll tweak the contract. She thought she had better keep going so she carried on as best she could whilst several more spurts came out and some actually went on to her hand! After a few seconds David stopped and then she took her hand away. She casually wiped her hand in the grass to get rid of the juice and noticed there was a large pool on David’s tummy. “Does that always happen?” she asked.“Every time.” David replied. “That’s the stuff that makes babies.” she looked at him in astonishment.“Do you know about making.