No, at this point in his life, Jeb was kept. Everything had started one autumn Saturday night when Jeb had picked up a tipsy little sorority girl at o...e of the local watering holes. He had never gone to college – he couldn’t afford it, and didn’t have much interest in it even if he could – but he tended to frequent some of the college hangouts on the weekends to try and get laid. He had been successful on a number of occasions before, but this time he had unknowingly picked up the treasurer. “Hmm ... I should probably take a look,” the doc said.Shit. Shit. Fucking shit! I thought in an embarrassed panic. It only got worse when she grabbed the gown I was wearing and started pulling it up. As short as that gown was, I was dangling in the wind in less than a second. What she did next caused my breath to catch in my chest. She reached out, cradled my thankfully limp cock in her hand, and lifted it.I cut my eyes toward my wife, expecting a protest, or at least a concerned look in. And I want my testimony to help bring Namdar to justice, so that no one else ever has to suffer from his sadism. Because Tatooine is in the outer-rim, most of those who took part in my abuse, and the abuse of countless other females, will never be brought to justice. But I will personally work with the Rebel Taskforce to help stamp out slavery in the Galaxy. My grandmother, father, and mother all spent periods of their lives as slaves in Tatooine. Jabba the Hutt and his minions are the ones who. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and usually just moved my arm out of the way when he changed positions. But I was starting to wonder if he’s doing it on purpose.I know that he’s not a prude or anything, since he has calendar’s on his walls with nude models, and he also has old ‘Playboy’, ‘Hustler’, and other porn magazines on a table in the waiting area, in addition to sports and hunting-related publications. I always thought that he was catering to the more-masculine, working man.