A bootleg stamp was nothing. They continued walking. “Next we herd them single file past our next inspector. He has a list of special orders we have received. Special orders is where we make our biggest profit. We sell live fully prepared meat girls, ready to BBQ or oven roast. Customers frequently specify a certain body type, or breast size, or hair color, or height, or any combination—and they always want them live. Our inspector looks for meat girls who match the order and separate them out for special treatment. The rest stay in the herd and go to general processing.” “When you say ‘general processing’, what do you mean specifically?” “These go onto our main slaughter line. They are hung, upside down, throat cut to bleed out. Then they are gutted and beheaded, split and put in the cooling room overnight. From the cooling room they go to the butchers who separate them into the various cuts that you would find in any meat market or butcher shop. Typical slaughterhouse processing.” “Do you use bus a circular saw or band saw for splitting?” “We have tried both and prefer the band saw. We have fewer industrial accidents with it. We want to cut only the meat girls, not the staff. But our specialty line is what I am most proud of and where most of our profit lies. About half of the meat girls go to specialty processing. Follow me through here and I will show you what we do with the meat girls our inspector separates out.” At the end of a connecting hallway they passed through a door into an area totally separate from the main slaughterhouse processing line. “This first area provides live oven roasters. We bring meat girls here who meet the requirements of these special orders, and here we process them in one of two ways, whichever the customer has New specified.” “What are the two ways?” “We can provide them stuffed, with or without stitches.” “How do you manage that?” “Here’s one about to be processed. Let’s watch.” Just six feet away, behind the reinforced glass they saw indian a meat girl forcibly laid on her back upon a table with gynecological-type foot stirrups. She was strapped into place. A large garbage can was placed on the floor under her ass. The attendant took an electric tool and stuck it in flash real amateur her asshole and pulled the trigger. The business end spun rapidly and he pressed in as the meat girl screamed. Soon there was a bloody ring around her asshole.” “What is that tool he is using?” asked Joe. “That is a simple electric drill you can buy in any hardware store, and the drill bit in the end is also available in desi any hardware store. It is used by carpenters to cut 2-inch holes in wood. We use it to separate the anal sphincter from the perineum.” She seemed to still be thinking about what I'd suggested a moment ago. “That’s almost like what I am now. I followed her, but I didn't go inside. Those two simple words sent a jolt of pleasure through James and he felt his cock begin to stir. Moving my flash hands up her chest, I slowly slid my hands under her bra, pushing her straps down her shoulder. "Please don’t. Stay in with me. I'll cook you dinner and we can watch a movie and snuggle" She coos. How much time would you like to spend with Emma?” There were some professors and other staff in the group, too. I New heard the click of the light switch in the bathroom bus desi and saw the brighter light in the hall before the door was closed and the light level returned to its previous shadowy near darkness. She slipped her straps off her shoulders and spun the band around, exposing her small tits. Drivers watched, rubbernecking as they passed me. Guys groaned at the sight of me, their eyes following the real amateur indian progress of my young and nubile body. “Sam thank god, this is crazy.”