We boarded the train on the day before the exam. We reached Bangalore and booked a room. We stayed there that night. My plan was that the next day whe... he is writing the exam I can go to the theatre without his knowledge. We woke up early and got ready. I wore a track pant and a full sleeve shirt with sleeves rolled to my elbows. I went with him to an autorickshaw to drop him to the exam center. I said that I would be exploring Bangalore. If he finishes his exam, he can call me and I can get to. My mind, caught in memories dredged up by Veritas’ story, catapulted me back in time. And in all of its sickening detail I was back in Yellow Mike’s slave camp.The slaver’s camp was, one of, if not THE single most revolting place I can ever recall. The pleasure camps of The Austere, for all of their twisted depravity, are at least clean. Yellow Mike’s camp was filthy. Refuse from poorly butchered animals was piled to rot on top of human exriment running out of the slave pens. The poorly. "Leave it to us, son." Mr. Tendo said and he and his partner dropped out of nowhere and started to stomp the creep. As Happy started to black out in the dream, everyone began to wake up in reality. "What happened?" Ranma asked as he faded back into the dream. He turned to see the old goat holding a bra in one hand and a panty in the other. Both formerly his father and Mr. Tendo. "Got to use dream logic." Ranma thought to himself. "Or even cartoon logic."Using his imagination, a giant anvil. After much silence she finally answered, “Oh alright already, I hated when you do that. Well if you only wanted to feel your dick inside me I guess I can give you a quick try”. She then got up looking around the sofa and put out a sheet from the laundry basket onto the sofa where she was sitting and said, “I suppose we can just have a quick try on the sofa, did you get any condoms from your sex Ed class?” And then it don on me that I didn’t bother to get some condoms when they were passing.