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could accommodate twenty passengers at a time and it was thus very hard work for the women to haul it through the streets for the eight hours it ran. At least now though, she thought, I am with eleven others. I am but one of a large group. I won’t be subjected to comment and fingering. In this she was wrong. For while the passengers might not have so indulged, the pedestrians who waited at the lights as they crossed most certainly did and some even made bold to dart in and cop a feel of her breasts before the driver saw and flicked his whip at the man or boy. Still, it wasn’t as bad as the capstan and not nearly as bad as the street-sweeping detail. She would cope as she always had by ignoring the comments and driving her body as hard as she could.
    The reports continued to come back to Mayor Swift. He was pleased. He had made up his mind now and in a few short weeks, he would act on his decision.

    In the meantime, Angela dealt in her own way with her trials and tribulations. At night she stood under the battering hose and cleaned her naked body down while dozens of males who had paid for the privilege watched lecherously. Then she got down on her hands and knees and ate the swill they fed them from the feeding troughs, again while the men strolled up and down the gallery, watching them all. And last, she learned to put on the obscene sex display without even thinking about what she was doing. During her performance, she recited tables and favourite pieces of poetry to herself. She had thought of saying prayers to herself but thought it not appropriate while all the obscenities were going on around her.
    Mayor Swift came down to watch her at this too. He wanted to understand this girl. This paragon who had everybody talking about her. He even called on her parents.
    After the introductions he came straight down to it. “You may not approve of the new laws, Mr Martin, but they are here and we must make the best of them... What I am trying to understand is how your girl can rise above it all as she does. Every other woman or girl who has been sentenced under this system either breaks down or rebels and then has to be beaten into submission. Your girl seems to be able to lift her spirit above her physical problems and almost pretend they aren’t there.”
    â€œPerhaps, Mr Mayor, it is because we have taught her to do her best at whatever she has to do wherever she finds herself.”
    â€œI see. Well perhaps that is what it is. I am considering taking her under my wing for the rest of her term with us... How do you think she will cope with such an appointment?”
    Tom Martin looked at the city’s head official carefully. “Does that mean what I think it does?”
    The mayor smiled. “Come, Mr Martin, you know as well as I do that under the new laws, that is very much what I mean. However, I feel something in this girl. Something very very special. Whilst I may wish to take her as you so carefully suggest, I probably won’t. I won’t deny that she will first serve as my pony-girl and I won’t deny either that I may well take her to my bed but as I say I may not. I want to take this girl into my household for another reason - to watch how she develops and then, very possibly, appoint her to my staff when her term is up...”
    â€œYou really mean it, don’t you?” said Angela’s father. “Well, I won’t deny either that we think she is special but that is natural for parents...”
    â€œMr Martin, the whole city is talking about your girl. No matter who taunts her or touches her, she retains an almost beatific expression on her face and she works harder than any girl we have ever had on the program. She didn’t even report some young hoods who were pestering her on one duty.”
    â€œUm, no, I suppose she wouldn’t. We always said make the best of whatever comes your way and don’t complain...”
    The mayor looked at the man