Chapter Three
“It’s possible to drink from her n*****s,” Ward spoke directly to the Sheikh, “if you’d care to do so before we hook her to the machine.” He discreetly watched the Ayatollah. The intensity of the man’s attention was interesting. Gina’s reaction of repulsion and terror was also interesting. Gina had excellent protective instincts.
The Sheikh’s nod encompassed the men surrounding him. “Yes, I would like us all to do so. Once we understand the mechanics,” he smiled wryly, “made sure she’s ‘debugged’ as my boys would say, my sons should also have this exceptional experience.”
“Probably a wise decision. As I told you, she’s a test subject for a new formulation,” Ward ran his hand across Gina’s breast. She whimpered softly. “The injections she receives each week are responsible
