You work hard. You’re smart. You contribute energetically to society. You’d like to eventually meet a decent woman and have a family. That’s wh...t men have been socially conditioned to look for. And men have held their part of the bargain. it’s women who haven’t held their part of the bargain. the thing is that women have absolutely no conscience. It’s something they were all born without. Have you ever seen a woman truly feel guilt over anything she’s ever done? I need you to think about this. Mr. Turner was a great teacher, and he suggested that I write up this journal. After three good workouts my balls were dry, so I didn't need "relief" yet again, at least.It was a huge relief to get my clothes on at the end of the day, though I had to do that outside. The girls dressed outside the north entrance, so I didn't see Karen or the others, which was too bad, because she's cute and I wondered what she looked like naked. Maybe I'd get to see her tomorrow, I thought, as I pedaled my bike. "Do you have a code name, or whatever?" heasked, somewhat excited."Yeah, at least one for the time being. For now,I'm going by 'Spectra'. It's not great, but it'sreally hard to find a name that isn't alreadytaken," she said. "I even have a costume. It isn'tgreat either. It's a black bodysuit, with whitegloves and boots, and this thin white striperunning up the right leg, splitting to a prismacross the belly, and rejoining to a white stripeas it goes over the left shoulder. Again, notgreat, but. As soon as the men chose a girl they stripped naked. Dad told them we would do anything they wanted that we were sluts. they took turns licking our tits and sucking our nipples. I was in the middle and the men would take turns with me. Dad had a ruler and if felt we were not acting slutty enough he hould smack our tits or pussy with the sharp ruler. Dad had bragged what sluts we were.One man got on top of my sister and then pulled me over and spread my legs and began to finger my pussy before.