It's not like the hair has even started to grow back, or at least, so it seems. When I say this to Jo she simply tells me that it's part of my routine... It doesn't matter if there is hair or not, shaving is going to be done every morning first thing.After that I'm brought to the gym to find myself confronted by George and my fellow slaves. We're put into the same rubber G-strings and triathlon suits and lined up at one end of the gym with our hands on our heads.George has in his hand the remote. There was something about him. The thought of him fucking me seemed really nasty and slutty, but I really felt the urge to do this.I pulled up next to him with my window down and said “Hi”. I could tell he was immediately excited that a white girl like me spoke to him. He asked me if I wanted some dick. I laughed and thought wow, that sure was forward. He told me I looked like I was horny. I had never been told that before. I was nervous, excited, and thinking what should I say? do I really. .."Hey Callie, I'm Jess". I offer her a shot and she gladly takes it."Wana go outside and get away from the hecticness, so we can hear ourselves talk" She jokingly says, grabbing my arm and leading me outside. "sure, but it seems your already taking me there" I say sarcastically.It had become humid, the later it got. So I was glad I had chosen the right outfit. I couldnt take my eyes off Jess, I kept staring at her breasts, 34C. She put my 34B's to shame. They were perky and Id never looked at. He waited for silence to signal his time to speak to them once more. Bear our world healthy children of worthy skill and knowledge. Show them the world as it is and let them be proud. Teach them respect, honour, and sacrifice. Raise them to be great leaders for the next generation. Mylan and Sylan skilfully translated every word with enthusiasm. He turned to Izial and smiled broadly. I honour you, my son. Standing closer to their father than his brother, Mylan quickly converted and repeated it.