The prevalent atmosphere at home decided me to keep very quiet about my illicit pleasures.Around about a year later a man the family referred to as "u...cle Pete", although in reality he was no relation, came into my life. Uncle Pete was pretty good fun and generous! It was him that introduced me to train spotting which was to become a lifetime passion. Pete took me all over the country to railway sites of interest and when he wasn't doing that we were in his shed playing with his model railway.. Chickens would have any eggs we didn’t collect from them sent for automatically processing. Given the large numbers of chickens around this area, a few being taken to be eaten by people in the security blocks would go unnoticed.More like it is a total pain in the ass to pluck, gut and get them ready to cook.The security blocks were equipped with the equipment to inspect the eggs for containing embryos. Any embryos would be put back with the chickens before they were sent from that security. While Sir Jean had been armored, attendants and done a similar thing with his horse covering it in plate armor and covering it with a crimson cloth, covered in the same silver flowers as Sir Jean’s surcoat.Hanging from harnesses attached to the horse’s saddle were two more vicious weapons: a long, two-handed sword and a large-bladed horseman’s ax. As Sir Jean settled into the seat, Robert attached his curved jousting shield, which also bore his red and silver family crest.Thus far, Sir Jean had. Antoninus turned to the villagers. “I have no stomach for putting young women under the lash, so if anyone would like to give me the information I seek then we can put an end to all this unpleasantness!”There was just a murmured shuffling amongst the villagers but no one spoke up.“Very well then, the lash it will be, seize her up!” Three soldiers stepped forward and dragged Meena to a nearby post. They stripped her naked and tied her hands above her head. The girl stood trembling and braced.