Chapter Six: The First Day Begins At exactly six o’clock in the morning, Trustee Brenda snapped the lights on in the barracks and screamed, “Out of those beds, sluts! You have twenty-five minutes to complete your morning routine and form a line outside the barracks.” She slapped her ever-present paddle against the palm of her hand and said, “Last one in line gets ten with my little friend.” There was a mass rush for the b...

Chapter Five: Processing In As Sarge walked up onto to the small porch of the processing shed, he shouted, “About face!” After a moment of confusion on the part of a couple of the recruits, he added, “That means turn around and face the other way.” It was obvious one recruit was still unsure of which way to turn, so he shouted angrily, “That means turn around and look at me!” All of the recruits were now facing the proces...

Chapter Four: The Trip to the Ranch The bus was not what JJ expected. In fact, the bus was not what any of the recruits expected. There were no seats– at least not in the traditional sense. Instead, there were ten rows of large bicycle saddles– at least that is what they looked like. There were four in each row, mounted on poles about two feet high. In front of each row of saddles a long bar hung crossways at ceiling leve...