"Well, ask a stupid question, he thought. "Yegor, this is my girl, Janie." I am pleased to make your acquaintance," Yegor rumbled. "I am also sorry. M...ss Shirl says no exceptions, may I see your ID card?" No need, I'm only nineteen," Janie said."Then this is for you." Yegor lifted her hand and applied an ink stamp with delicate precision. Yegor cleared a path the rest of the way to the bar where he spoke to a young woman. "Elena, this is Mr. MacIntyre and his Janie."She was a petite woman with. Those whose number had been called would not get any choice in the matter, they would be selected for either live butchery or live whole spitting based on the fat content and size of their meaty bodies. These girls were given a meat grade rating A or B. Grade A's were reserved for whole live spitting because their meat was decided to be of the best top quality and the Grade B's were butchered into parts, packaged and shipped to super markets all over the countryWhen a girls number was called it. His middle finger sought out and found the little shy hole in her rear."...can I have you there?"Jennifer looked at his smile. His hand drew her closer; his finger pressed gently on her back entrance. She could see the urgency in his eyes, and it flattered her that he was still able to keep his self-control. He still was a gentleman, which made generosity a pleasure."You don't do that at home?" We tried just once, when we were still dating. She never let me again. I've spent the last twenty. She said he was six months old in it. For him to be mine, I’d have to have knocked her up just before I left Canberra.”“Mind you, Larry had been away for a couple of weeks, some memorial thing for his dad, Colonel Davin Brown and it had been just me keeping her company. She had mentioned that Larry’s mum had told them to stop screwing around, as she wanted grandkids. So I wasn’t surprised that she went and had one.”“Stranger things have happened to several people I knew before I came here. So.