Then we dragged him, moaning, and squirming, out of the cell, making sure the remaining three prisoners could see.“He’s still alive,” Sylvia com...ented disdainfully when he started struggling.“Don’t worry, as much as he’s bleeding, he won’t be for long. I’m sure he’ll be dead from blood loss long before the ambulance gets here ... if we even called for one.”Twelve agents had finally arrived in response to Sonja’s earlier call for help. They just stared at us and shook their heads as two of them. So, Dana asked Steve if they could smoke some weed, instead. Steve thought about it and decided, why not? It would be a good way to get to know his new “sister”. Steve had heard of a place in town where you could buy pot. It was in an old building just off the state highway. It used to be a gas station, but now it is a seedy pool hall. Not the kind of place he would ever go on his own, but the only place he thought he could score some pot. He asked Dana what she thought. “Why not try? What. Jessica had been told about the terrible way in witch the processing plants and the meat agencies treated run away meat-girls but that was only half of the story had her mother also told her about the meat agencies calling up all surviving female members of the run away girls family as meat as well, then Jessica might have actually considered not returning home with or without her little friend, Jessica's mother being the only surviving female member left in her family that would have been her. Seeing her opportunity his beautiful girlfriend tiptoed toward the bed removing the boxers she had put on to go make coffee. She still had her tshirt and some small white ankle socks on. Gently climbing onto the bed she straddled his face, the heat of her moist lips radiated down onto his mouth, his nostrils were filled with the sweet musky scent of her sex. “Good morning sunshine” she purred “time for breakfast lover”. His face cracked a grin as his tongue parted his lips and licked a string.