"What do you mean, all the time? Details!" Angela demanded."Well, like, you know... every night, and, well..." Tiffani blushed,"uh... every other morn...ng. We even..." Tiffani halted, her eyesglancing out to the street."You what? Did you...?" Angela looked at her, astonished."Yes." In the car?? Just now??"Tiffani just looked away, turning bright red."Tiffani!!!" Angela squealed, delighted. "You slut! I thought yousmelled rank!" I know! But he's so, you know, *satisfying*. Whenever I'm around. " This initiative is to divide the world into a series of sectors, each with its own social structure and ideals. A kind of government imposed culture. We begin our tale at the advent of this initiative, concentrating on several individuals to develop a broad perspective of the lives humanity lives in this Orwellian world.(All characters unless otherwise noted are 18+)Sectors (thus far, feel free to invent one):Sector 17: Sappho InitiativeDefining Characteristics:Solely FemaleUbiquitous. She reached into her bag that hung at her side and eyed the amount of money she had and then pulled out her flask of grog and took a swig. As each contestant stepped onto the stage, she would listen to what they had to offer and she would bid what she could afford, still saving enough to hopefully win Lance. She drank in between each one and between each bid. She was completely and utterly drunk. She had not won anyone so far and Lance was up. The bids rose very quickly and she was singing the. Later as my fetish grew, I understood the scent to have been from covering her pussy for many hours of long wear. Ever since that day, my curiosity has continued to grow. Later that week, my mother had caught me holding a pair of her pantyhose. It was innocent, so I did it openly. My mother had told me they're called pantyhose, and she wears them to make her legs look good. She explained that they were very delicate, and that if they were on the floor or in the laundry that they were dirty and.