Anothergasp went around the room when she sat the baseof the implement on the desk and a low-pitchedvibration reverberated through the room.“Yes...ir, ever night I jus’ slip old Billy BobSr. in there where he’ll do me the most good‘n’ git off a buncha times. Sleep like a baby.If any of you girls would like to drop ’roundfor some help, the US Gummit has put some ofthe finest plastic in-jecshun moldin’ equipmentmoney can buy in my workshop. I’d be. What a lovely fucking prick he had. I wish I'd had it in my mouth."I should have known what her response would be, so I just stood up and went to the toilets to try to clean up a little. I went to the back of the hall and walked down the corridor to the Ladies."I've been looking for you," a voice said behind me. I turned and saw one of the bouncers who'd kissed me earlier. It was the big, ugly one.Before I could make any reply he grabbed me and lifted me into his powerful arms, and carried me. 'Make of me your slut, ' she begged, and was transformed from the foul Nun who dared oppose our Gods into Karen, the Holy Slut, by virtue of our Gods' love and compassion."—Gospel of April 14:34-37May 21st, 2052 – Sarai Saqqaf – Delhi, District of Southeast AsiaI contemplated my favorite passage of the Gospel of April as I knelt in the Shrine of the Forgiven. The statue of Karen that graced the center of the shrine was sculpted of the finest marble and captured the Holy Slut's beautiful. He stood in from of her without saying anything, his eyes scanning her from head to toe. The only thought running through his mind was the realization of just how beautiful this girl was--and he was very observant, to be sure. Fourteen years old, coal black hair that had a shine unlike any he had ever seen, possibly five feet four inches tall at the most, with a very trim shapely figure that appeared to have no signs of fat anywhere, a modestly developed chest, and a smile that never stopped;.