The redhead in the center lifted her head and looked at me. "I must, mustn't I," she said with a slight tilt of her head to her right. Her eyes narrow...d, and she stared unblinking at me, though I had a feeling she was taking in the group behind me as well. The intense way she looked at me, I felt I knew what it was like to be studied under a microscope. At least she hadn't dissected me first. Maybe that comes later."I'm Tony Sims."The brunette sat up. "Hey! Can we keep him?" Her top had been. He wasn't even sure what the word meant. Paul was practically clinging to his side, shaking. He put an arm around the kid. For days, weeks, he had been telling him everything was going to be OK, that there was a light at the end of this. He no longer felt like a liar."Is your plan going to work?"The stranger didn't ignore Holand's pointless question, as he expected. Neither did he turn to reassure him. Instead, the man just opened another door."Does it really matter to you at this point?"No. No. Then I felt him grab the chain tight and pull back then he rammed his knot all the way into me. The pain was indescribable then I felt his semen flooding into me. He must have laid on top of me for another fifteen minutes before he could pull out. While he was distracted I had managed to unclip the lead and the other dog had let go of my neck so that he could have another go.All of a sudden I jumped up and jumped off the bench onto the climbing frame on the wall. Obviously the dogs hadn’t. Kleinschmidt's instructions. I could call her and check if you'd like." Carol began to laugh softly and Jonathan was more confused than ever. Had he missed out on something? Now, he was feeling humiliated."No, it's not that," said Carol. "Didn't you want to ask me out to dinner?" Jonathan couldn't decide whether to faint or run away in terror."Well, uh, of course I want to but I wouldn't presume you'd ever want to and company policy being what it is..." Of course I would," said Carol, "and hang.