So, I landed in juvenile prison at seventeen and expected to be transferred to an adult facility when I turned eighteen.But I got a surprise on my bir...hday.A suited man with a salesman's smile walked into my cell and laid a stack of papers in front of me. He said, "We can make a deal, Lora."The terms he offered were simple--spend the next twenty years of my life in prison or spend five years as a Doll on the Pleasure Grid. "With your pretty face and tight little body, you'll do very well." he. However, they both drooled over the vids of the boys. So, their having grandchildren is solved.All of us are coming down. Your parents have a Manor House there. It was part of Bollard Lines but was hived off just after you were born; in fact, you spent your first few years there before the pressure of managing Bollard got too much to do at arm's length; that was before Marcel became more fully involved. The House has been on care and maintenance. So accommodation is solved.The property abuts. Once you figured that out, you learned to play everything close to the vest. If you told someone anything, it was usually the wrong information, a trick."He put his hat back on and straightened up. "It's hell not being able to trust people, Judy. But that's just a tiny hell, compared to what happens when you find out someone you like and trust is selling you down the river. Even if it's for ideology instead of money, it's not a pleasant thing. So, I learned to be cautious. You should be too.". Ibrahim came to see me, “More problems, I am afraid Miss Haines.”Miss Haines again, this sounded serious.“They dispute that you are here to lactate, they claim you are a slave and thus should receive the ultimate penalty, but my master says that as you inadvertently received lactation hormone we could simply continue and prove you can lactate.” I felt a huge chasm of fear open inside me, the hormone was also a sedative to reduce unnecessary brain activity, I told others the effect was minimal.