Rebecca closed her eyes to shut out the knowledge that she was being inspected by more than just the techs.She did not appreciate that most of the oth...r slaves in the large room were in a state of psychological breakdown themselves and didn’t care that she too was naked before their eyes. In Rebecca’s mind, they were all staring at her with interest and not fully preoccupied with their own upcoming examinations.Once the scanner was put away, a simple button press moved the chair she was in. She. At the moment, she had a pair of the young women in her bedroom. Both were on their knees in front of her naked form and had their heads bent in submission knowing that the minister's wife was ready to make them her playthings for a session of depraved and unholy carnal bliss. The blond woman with the pointed chin and thin red lips was called Mary and she was definitely not in the least bit contrary. She was as willing a female that one could imagine ready to submit to the most audacious of. Damn, that makes me horny. I'm not even close to coming when a voice startles me out of my stupor. "So that's why your room's smelled faintly of bedpans," my mother's voice says dryly. My legs snap shut as I jolt to an upright position, right hand still trapped between my legs. "Mom! What are you doing home?!" I ask dumbly. I hunch over, trying to cover my breasts with my other hand. Right now, my nipples are poking out through my dress shirt, clearly visible despite the garment. "Don't you. .. it's just a feeling. Don't take me too seriously, Doug. I'm just an old gal with romantic notions." You have that feeling with Harlan, don't you," I stated."Yes," she smiled. "I have had since the beginning and it's still there." I know what it's like and I keeping hoping I'll find it once more." I'll keep my fingers crossed for you," she said with a genuine smile.I'm not sure if the conversation with Margaret was the stimulus or not, but that Sunday when Rose and I went out for a drive I.