.. from a modern viewpoint, it would be a pretty ugly society at best and more than likely an ugly dystopia.OK, hold that idea, he thought. How in hel... could a society like today's get to something like that? A number of worst-case outcomes, maybe a nuclear war to knock things back a few centuries? Then some kind of invasion, jihad, and holocaust? Given a century or three, a radical fundamentalism could easily morph into an entrenched orthodoxy.He contemplated the thought for a moment. Dave. "I believe you Sheryl."Sheryl was visibly relieved to hear him. She didn't know why it was so important for him to believe her. It just was."Anyway, when Shawn came over he started giving me a massage to relax me, and then one thing led to another, and by the time I realized that he wanted to have sex with me, I thought, 'Fine! You can have your sloppy seconds." So how did that make you feel?" I don't know. Nasty I guess, but it was more than just that." Do you felt like you were giving Shawn. “What happened” “Where are my clothes” Who are you” she said still in a daze.“My name is Quanesha. Like I said, we’re at Daddy’s place. Daddy looks after us girls. Don’t worry, we’re all safe. But Daddy has rules about wearing clothes and you’ll have to prove to him that you have become a good girl before he gives you any.”The drug cocktail was starting to have an effect. Kimberly started to calm down and then sat up. At that point, she realized that there were multiple video screens showing. Slipping between the sheets, I soon found myself drifting off into a deep sleep. I was awakened by the sound of the key turning in the bedroom lock. The door opened and Cassie appeared with a tray of bread, cheese and fruit. She also had a bottle of red wine and two glasses. She set the tray on the bedside cabinet and beckoned me to share the food, before pouring us each a glass of wine. We sat together on the bed savouring the meal, and chatting rather aimlessly about nothing in particular,.