Things hadn’t changed in seventy years. People still lived in houses in 2092, still went to school, got married and found jobs. If you listened to Grandpa, he’d tell you the rich were still rich, the poor were still poor, and politicians still served their interests and not the people who elected them. Bea thought Grandpa was just being grumpy when he said those things, but she didn’t mind. Grandpa took care of Bea. He en...

It was New Year’s Eve when Bea next returned to the club, but as the event coincided with her period, sex came off the menu. She hadn’t been prepared for another gang-bang, either physically or mentally, or ready to stand naked on stage again. Bea was, for once, grateful to her monthly companion. While Bea looked back on her first time at the club with joy, the evening had left her troubled, not least because of Tar. He w...