.. or...” Andy softly said as he pulled the bottle of Diet Coke from the fridge.“ ... or what you two may do later.”“Then, if word gets out on...what happened,” he said as poured a glass of Diet.“It means she was impressed with what you did, and SHE wanted to share it with her friends,” I finished my friend’s statement.Just then, the sliding glass door opened and I turned to see Lynette and Cathy standing there, drying their bare chests with their big fluffy towels. “What are you guys talking. And like Isaid, I'm no faggot. So I threw my hat in. I applied to be a breeder.+++++I knew the risks of applying to be a breeder. If you don't make the cut,they--the Sexual Authority Commission--would choose your status. Noappeals and no complaining.The SAC, despite the name, were not a funny bunch. It was their job todiscourage men from applying. So they set the consequences of failureimpossibly high.The first consequence? You would lose everything you owned. You'd wake upwith your balls. Jeanie had a mini cum at the fantasy of what Gay Taylor might do upstairs before she started cleaning up the counter and finishing George’s breakfast.“Good morning Mr. Temple. How are you today? Getting ready for 18 rounds?”“Well hello Gay Taylor. I’m doing well thank you. You know I have to practice every weekend if I’m every going to beat your score. Even with my handicap I can’t seem to be half the man er I’m ah er I mean player, golfer that you are.” George stammered.“Oh Mr. Temple, your. She hasn’t been seen since, nor have any other prominent public figures from the Communist regime.“By all accounts, the NCA is carrying out the same bloodbath that we’ve seen elsewhere upon their victories. Thousands summarily executed, basically shot most of the time, streets filled with flowing rivers of blood. Women brutally raped and then often forced to marry some of these unwed soldiers, per an apparent promise made to the troops. Children and youth were forcibly transferred to some kind.