Cynthia sat next to me and Laura was at the head of the table with Cynthia on her right. I asked each of the girls to tell about her day and we all li...tened as the dramas unfolded.Alyssa said, "Cynthia, Bradford is going to come and watch me play soccer. Will you come with him?"Cynthia smiled, and replied, "I wouldn't miss it. I played in high school and loved every minute of it. If I don't have a class, I'll come and cheer for you."Alyssa beamed. "Super. Did you ever play, Bradford?" No, I. But she always ended up with three or four designs that she knew would keep her atelier in business for months to come. She also knew that there would be at least a few extra ideas that might be bought by fashion houses. More often than not she recognized the telltale details much later on the catwalks of Paris and Milan.Some said she should go there herself and design couture. No one doubted she'd be a success. But she always smiled graciously, knowing privately that she'd be bored out of her. The enforcers were walking the streets in patrols, at least two on every corner. All enforcers were at least six-foot-five with muscles large enough to rip me in half. That was a silver lining about the empire, crime was nearly zero. As I passed an alley way I noticed another male, probably around my age, getting raped by a couple futa. A stark reminder that male rapes were up nearly 5000%, but that didn’t affect crime statistics since male rape, single-male rape, that is, is not illegal.. The online flirtations between Jon and her had gone on for months now and they both anticipated this first face to face. Shay felt a kindred spirit in Jon. They shared many of the same thoughts and desires, and to top it all off, he was sexy as hell. It was completely unlike her to just jump in the car and drive the eight hours to Boston but she couldn’t fight her desires anymore. It wasn’t fair to her or to Jon. They decided to meet in a public place at first, that way they could make small.