”She grinned, “Now, that is good news.”I gathered everything and she nodded to one of the men who walked out ahead of me. I moved to one of the ...orses with the smallest pack and put everything away. I untied all the horses and swung into the saddle before heading towards the gate at the other side of the town. The hills were covered with trees and the signs of game were everywhere.It was a few hours before dark, I stopped beside a stream and picketed the horses. I knew there had been watchers. It didn't matter thatshe didn't know. He knew.* * *The next night Steffi was working at the bar again. Her skirt bouncedas she walked, and her black pumps made her legs look killer.There was a saying at the bar: Lips for tips. Someone handed a waitressa nice tip, and as a return, he got a soft kiss.On this night, Steffi kissed a couple of dozen guys. And she liked it.She liked kissing softly, and the guys who kissed her hard. She likedbeards and goatees. She liked tongues. There was nothing. “Do you think that Granny’s teaching Isobet might have had something to do with what happened to Isobet’s classmates?”Before she looked away, I could see tears forming in Jasmine’s eyes.“When we were with Jacienthe,” I said, “she said that our child was destined for greatness, but that if it was great good or great evil, was up to us. Now, in the big scheme of things a few cases of acne and hair loss is pretty low on the evil scale, but I hope you agree that this isn’t the kind of use of. I resolved to be the best student the school had ever known - even if it as a student of the arts of female slavery.This was the most difficult class, Valerie had warned me, even worse than the afternoon sessions in rendering prolonged and humiliating sexual services. In this class, we were trained exactly as animals - with commands we could not understand, leashes, choke collars, and whips. We were being taught our new place in society, in which we no longer even counted as persons, but merely.