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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Erotica · #1887809
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    ~Treatment is always difficult with religious mindsets that will not assimilate.
    The New World Order is a paradise for anyone, who is reasonable.
    There is the rule of law, which maximizes the resources available
    for a healthier society.
    Population control is paramount.
    Genetic engineering and tracking are easily implemented with a bio-chip
    in the brain. No physical or mental defects will be tolerated.
    All undesirables will be aborted or euthanized. This is for the betterment
    of humanity and the ecology of the planet.~

    Leo read the proviso and crumpled the paper into his kindling.
    The New World Order had not survived the last great war to end all wars.
    An Eiman had united all the tribes of Islam and destroyed 3 fifths of the
    world in a nuclear holocaust.
    Leo had been an accountant for Meryl Lynch. Now he hunted with a bow and
    spear. He had not seen a woman in several years. They were prized possessions
    amongst gangs and native tribes.
    Woman had become as precious as gold and most never left their master's
    sight. Leo had resigned himself to a life of celibacy.
    His fire was hot and the basting rabbit tasted sweet. It was a good day.

    "May I have some?" a woman's voice asked.
    Leo spun about with his knife drawn. There standing before him was a
    Native American woman. He fell to his knees in adoration.
    'Yes. Please." he said elated. She wore traditional buckskin and had two
    feathers hanging from the left of her headband.
    The feathers meant she had killed two braves in combat.
    "It is good meat. I thank you. I wish no harm upon you. I am Cyan."
    She ate a small part of the rabbit and offered some radishes.
    Leo felt fearful to say anything that might let such a prize escape him.
    "I am Leo. I thank you for your radishes. I am honored to have a Cyan with me."
    Leo pledged. The squaw smiled, "My name is Cyan. I am of the
    Piscataqua tribe." She made a warriors cry and many braves surrounded Leo.

    "You will kill me?" Leo said sadly poking at his fire.
    "You may join with us. We need fertile men or you may leave." Cyan offered
    her hand.
    Leo rubbed the back of his head and took Cyan's hand.
    It was better to follow the tribe, then live alone.
    And Cyan was very fair and sweet.


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