After all, it's still better to be intact than to be turned into a specimen, and they know very well how to weigh their options.
On the sidelines, Keira Leaf watched Zachary Armstrong's corner of the eye twitching. Butt blast?
Could it be that Zachary Armstrong is gay?
Ah... Is it really okay to be this filthy...
Keira Leaf shook her head and placed her hand on her stomach, muttering incessantly, "Mind the prenatal education... Mind the prenatal education..."
Standing in front of the door, Zachary Armstrong was getting hotter by the minute, consumed by thirst and hunger. After ripping off his shirt and throwing it on the ground, he kicked the room door once again: "You fuckers can't even recognize who your master is! Or was it because that despicable person stripped naked and slept with you all! If the door isn't opened, I swear I'll castrate each and every one of you bastards!"
"You group of dickless pussies..."
"Cowards trembling in fear..."
