"Oh no," he said, "they'll soon be doing four or five an hour, at least a score a day if they want to eat, fifty if they crave a gin ration as well." ...ou really are a foul coward," I said. "How can you do such a thing?" They're naught but colonials, like cattle. Besides I get six pence a day for each of them, long as they last."The mother hugged her daughter to her."Would you like to see what they've learned in just three days?" the officer asked with a smile. "The missus here, she can do two. You can't stop it from being drawn in on itself. Breathe.You want to stop it but your body isn't yours. It is mine.With each breath, your waist gets smaller and smaller. Smaller and smaller. It feels like it is a 24 inch waist. Smaller and smaller. Tight and taut. As the pain quickly fades away from your waist, you feel a very odd tingling in your nipples. It feels like something is pushing at them from the inside.As you breathe, you feel your feet folding in on themseleves. They too are. "You want her, you take her. That will be two hundred please," sneers The RatPlacing one arm around the woman's waist, Bern grabs a greasy arm and places it around her shoulders. With a heave, she moves slowly to the door, kicking each leg of the dead weight in turn. Throwing the money on the sideboard, she shuts the door with her foot. Half-dragging and half-carrying, Bern hobbles down the flight of stairs to the fresh air. Releasing her grip on the semi-conscious body, the woman slumps into. And he didn't want to stop the boy from enjoying himself when his father was doing the same thing.That was why Steve was going to give Kevin a job after this summer. The timing was mostly due to the fact that Steve was secretly scheduled to become vice president of the company the next fiscal quarter. He had been instructed to keep it quiet until it was official, but since he had been so valuable to the company and had made them so much money, he was basically being given full reign of.