Her little sister, Mandy

The picture was of Alison and her younger sister sitting by the beach. I hadn't seen this particular shot of the pair in swimsuits, but I recognized her sister from other pictures she had shared. This is the first time I actually got a chance to see the girl in a bikini, and I could certainly see how a Gorean hunter on Earth might narrow in on this pretty blonde as a target.

I show the picture to Alison, and when her eyes widen, I pull away her gag so I could hear what she had to say. “Who's this?”

“Leave my sister alone, you Bastard.” She seems to mean it, but I push a little harder to test the waters.

“Sister, huh?” I smile as I check out the younger girl's slender figure and pretty face. “The buyers on Gor like sister-pairs a lot. It would definitely raise your selling price.”

“You can't take Amanda to Gor!” Judging by her referencing the fictional planet, it's clear that Alison is still deep in this fantasy of ours, and then, almost as if she is trying to make her sister an even sweeter target, she offers a little more intel. “Mandy's only seventeen; she's never even had a boyfriend.”

“Still in high school then ...” I flip open Alison's wallet and pull out her Tennessee driver's license. “She probably lives at home then, right? 65 Snow Lake lane, Flintville TN?” She doesn't say anything, but her eyes widen and I can see her thoughts running at a mile a minute. “Well, your sister's safe enough for now, but I might have to make a trip to Tennessee pretty soon, huh?”

“What do you want?” She asks nervously, “I have some money...” We both know that's a lie. If Alison even has twenty bucks to spend I'd be surprised. In fact, I should probably be giving her a small allowance if I want to keep her here with me. I push that thought away for later and turn my attention to the pretty naked teen I have waiting to hear her fate.