Yeah? Ok. Hey babe, thanks. See you there." And then he said, "We are on dude. Her old man is due back today, but as long as she is home by five-thirt... there's no problem. She is going to take the rest of the day off work and meet us at the Motel 6 in half an hour."I finished my burger and beer and went to the pay phone and called Heather at work. I was told that I'd just missed her and that she had left for the day.As I drove to the Motel 6 I told myself that there must be several Heather. His wife, Eileen, always came too. It was not long before Annette became a friend as well as a student. Michael was in his early forties. He had played Rugby for Cardiff University and had retained his fitness. Eileen was in her late thirties. She had been a hockey player, not of Annette's standard, but had maintained her fitness from walking in the mountains on their bird trips. Both were cheerful and outgoing. Their only sadness was that they had been unable to have children and they began to. Jenna and Prue then spoke up to offer kind words or reassurance and comfort until Sara was able to resume again.When Sara got to the part where she entered her mall she stopped and then added. "From this point on, things get really unbelievable. All I ask is that you let me finish before calling the folks in the white coats and having me carted off."That elicited a pair of giggles from Jenna and Prue, along with promises by both they would wait until she was finished, and reassurances they had. But very much like the drug trade and the higher priced prostitution rings it was basically hard to track and impossible to get to due to innate corruption in the system. Even more so as it progressed and it became children were born for and into slavery. By 2030 they had created a breed of perfect slave children, obedient, strong, and by 2048 they were sold to various buyers. I was one of those perfect children. I should note here that the lead scientist that developed the perfect.