Usually she would have walked in, but now she was too nervous to. She looked around while she stood on the doorstep, staring at his car in the drivewa.... She heard voices, and then the door opened. Robby opened it."Come in," he said, as though she were retarded.She came in slowly, looking around for Ryan."He's in his room," Robby told her, walking back to the living room.She was left alone in the front hall, and she slowly walked towards his bedroom. She heard his stereo. She knocked on the door. They looked so beautiful as they were paraded around naked, their heads held high. They were full of pride. Only the best girls attended Belleramine, and only the best of the best of those were given the opportunity to be a slave. I would be auctioned off to the most powerful people in the world: Bishops ruling Diocese or Executives ruling Territories. If I was really lucky, a Cardinal or a Governor, someone bound to the Gods themselves and gifted immortality, would buy me.Our training was. I had on jeans, but under it all, I was wearing a black bodystocking. I pulled down my jeans, showing my hard cock that was straining through the hose. The guy was impressed and started to get undressed. When he was naked, his 5" cock was standing at attention. He emptied his panties and hose on the couch next to me and when he stood there, I reached out and felt his cock, and LARGE balls. He asked me to put on a pair of silky panties on him, and it was intense, pulling them up over his hard. Newkirk gasped, standing up straight, "Bloody Hell. I thought Kinchloe was a bird and a half!" There were similar sentiments from the other women (the scientists were pleased, and the guards openly ogled over their surgical masks).LeBeau exclaimed, "Mere Sacre...."Kinchloe said, "If I wasn't a woman, Colonel...."The most gorgeous of them all said, "Not 'Colonel', Trixie. Colonel Robert Hogan is a casualty of war. I recommend the men he served with be considered killed in action as well. Full.