All people now belonged to one of five social class or caste levels -- each one with different rights and privileges. The first and highest is the PPP...itself. Everyone who is not a full PPP member is beneath them. They have the most rights and privileges, and only answer to other PPP members. Naturally, all political and business leaders were PPP members. And to belong to the PPP, one had to be born with a pussy.The Free Women are the next highest social class or caste, followed immediately by. When I arrived I discovered a line-up at the counter. It seemed that the clerk had forgotten his password and couldn’t log into the cash register. As a number of us squirmed around playing pocket pool, the clerk decided to say if we were there for the arcade we could just go on in. That saved me $8—a good start. I wandered around the booths a bit and noticed some promising possibilities. My usual come-on trick is to go into one of the larger booths while leaving the door open. I make sure it. You could do so much more if you just learned to get along with people instead of butting heads with them." Miss Shit is a bitch! Everyone knows it and everyone hates her! They are just too afraid to stand up to her!" "Maybe so – I don't know her all that well. But whether she is a bitch like you say or not, she still stands between you and a diploma. She still can determine how hard or how easy you have it from here on out. You have to pass her class to earn the credits you need to. Nice to meet you.”“What school do you go to Grace?”“Crawford prep.”“Oh do you board there or do days?”“I board. Its two hours away. I come home on weekends usually.”I studied her face. She was genuinely pretty underneath all that black eyeliner and slut red lipstick. She had wide green eyes and a small elegant nose. Pale skin and full lips with high cheekbones. She had a graceful long neck and those beautiful full breasts peeked over the top of her dress. I wanted to have her beneath me.