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As expected, he drew a crowd of several girls, including the one he had been looking for. She looked at him with dread as he was shoved past. He was pushed down on his knees next to the main section of the fallen plane. A tarp covered a gap in the fuselage, which was pushed aside as Sister Nancy strode out. She looked much as she had years ago, with her habit as immaculate as it could be, given the circumstances. Her haughty look had not changed, and her eyes still held that craziness that had pushed all the boys to leave. In fact, she looked like she might have gotten crazier. "Jason," she said. Even crazy, her memory was as perfect as it had needle ever been. "Look at you, all grown up now." He didn't like the way she was looking at him, her gaze evaluating his form. He lowered his eyes. "Cage," was her only word before turning her back to him and returning to her cabin. Jason pain was pulled to his feet asian by two of the girls, both armed with spears, and directed into the cage. The door slammed and locked behind him. He could barely see through the dirt obscuring the only window, but guessed that there was about a half dozen girls in the camp, not counting Sister Nancy. He tried the door but, as expected, it was firmly latched, as it had been the last time he had been incarcerated in the cage, over a year ago. He sat on the bench and waited. Every once in a while someone would look in through the window, though he couldn't tell who it had been, or even if it was the same person each time. After it got dark he lay down and went to sleep. Jason was awoken in the morning by the sound of the door unlocking. japanese He sprang to his feet, ready to burst out, but quickly belayed that plan when two spearheads preceded their owners, who then beckoned him out. The girls let him take care of his business in the latrine they had set up just outside of camp. The girls watched him very carefully, angling their heads to try to spy what was between his legs as he did so. After that he was brought into the plane cabin and pushed to sit in one of the seats. Seven girls were here, as well as Sister Nancy. Sister Nancy stood up to address her tribe: "We have been on this island a long time," she began, "and I have given up hope that we will ever be rescued." This revelation caused a stir among her audience, stifled by her raised hand. She continued, "To survive here is one thing, but it does not meet our Lord's commandment: 'Be fruitful and multiply.' When the wicked, wicked boys went away I thought that that was for the best, but I see now that our Lord works in mysterious ways, returning this boy -- this young man -- to us at the appointed hour." "Remove his trousers," Sister Nancy commanded. As one girl put him in a headlock and two other girls pulled his pants off, Sister Nancy pulled her habit up and over her head. 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