I got some strong vet anesthetic and a tranquilizer dart gun, and began selecting my future mothers. I wanted a broad genetic spread, I wanted healthy... I wanted pretty babies. I took them mostly between 14 and 17, as long as they had the hips for popping out humanities future. Some, I had to get older, if they were narrow hipped, like Asians. I might have gotten a few younger as well, I wasn't checking IDs. They were stripped for hygienic reasons, and turned out into pens. It was a warm climate. "She took more notice of Britt. She said, "That is a beautiful necklace and it looks good on you."Britt said, "Thanks. It's a family heirloom. My grandmother left it to me."We had reached the class and went inside. The first person there was Toby. I said, "Toby, I want you to meet someone new to our town. Janice Anderson, this is my good friend, Tobias Martin." I stopped talking because no one was listening to me but Britt. It was Mitch and Dora on a younger scale. They were looking at each. Kiyoko and Whitney though, sound asleep, how I envy them. Uh, Doug?”“Hmmm?”“Would you like to talk for a while?”“Sure, I’d love to.” They found a comfortable couch across the lobby from their three sleeping companions, and were soon sitting side by side. Jessica surprised Doug by offering her hand which he accepted with a smile. Jessica returned his smile and sank back in the couch, holding his hand firmly and sighing. “You know about linking, right?”“A little. Whitney and Kiyoko were teaching. I stopped and quickly dressed; then after apologising to the boy I set off to find the girl. I looked for her; but she did not return to class that day. My mind was drifting through several scenarios of what she up too. Two days later she returned to school saying nothing; except a teasing huge grin at me. Nothing happened so I continued my routine of sucking randoms at lunchtime. One day after I had just finished someone off I discovered a few boys were huddling around the corner smoking what.