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This chapter has made me feel painfully, woefully hopeless. I could barely summon up righteous indignation as the sheer futility of the entire circumstance left me bereft of almost all emotional resources. Sincerely, I nearly became violently ill..... The scope of the anguish and hopelessness a person thrown into that must suffer is unimaginable; though I must say, the icing on your bitter cake was a combination of the passing remark of James' familiarity with the warden of the Carrier Institute and the patronizing teddy bear with its implications of intimacy, affection, and James' own condescending views of Ortega's place as a docile vessel. I wish desperately that I could better organize my thoughts into something vitrolic and insightful enough to display how this affected me, but I've been rather deflated.

I want Jesse back; I want him back in all his cynical, disillusioned, defiant glory....and I'm simply curious as to how the lovable little bastard's holding up. Personal thought: you might enjoy, for the mere outrageous quality, the piece "Why I want a Wife" by Judy Syfers, as it seems to run along my normal tangent of rage against the stigmas of, most prominently, the 50's, and the idea of Jesse somehow getting hold of it and keeping it as an vivid example and token(not to mention another little slip of rebellion) tickles me a delightful shade of fuchsia.

I'm sure it's redundant at this point, but, I'm eagerly awaiting your next update.
Nacht

I had a bad feeling. God I'm so pissed that Ortega has to, in essence, be married to the guy who raped him. Though that's likely happened to thousands, maybe even millions, of women before. And Sloan, he is such a jellyfish. I can understand being scared but I just can't see myself being so pitiful that I'd bring someone else into my shitty world. Ortega had a chance to find someone who really loved him and who he could really love too. I hope that woman (I can't remember if you gave her name and if you did I can't remember what it is, how sad is that. I just finished the chapter) can maybe find a way to help him. Or if not, he can find a way to be, at least, content with his life. James doesn't seem like he'd physically abuse him, though I can imagine he'd want regular sex. If Ortega can't be happy, I hope he'd at least be not absolutely miserable.

I hope this story has an upturn soon, because it's been mostly upsetting so far.

I love this story. It's just so...weird. But how do the guys actually give birth?

Thanks for the new chapter! Really curious as to what's going to happen.

this is such a disturbing fic...but i can't stop reading it.. please tell me that there's a light at the tunnel in November.

if that happened to me id find the nearest gun and shoot myself... or him... probably him and then me, either way

T.T poor Tega... Well this is good, slightly twisted but in an exciting, 'I wanna know what the fick happens' kind of way so be sure to update soon, I'll be waiting.

Fellow reviewer, Jaimi, I get the feeling that, in this Big Brother society, abortions are very, very illegal, and thus done, if ever, on the sly with seedy and unhygienic means.

Sorry to ask this of you Ms Kabi, as I know you've been harassed on this note before, but a greater reference point to general character size would be appreciated. I'm not asking huge, purple prose detail on every feature, as we've generally been able to pick up appearance cues as we go along, but for every person we've got a pretty solid image of height and build/shape, we have got several blanks. I'm sure you'll blend any such details into the story, as you did with James and Ortega.

Hey. You guys are brilliant and perceptive and I love you all madly. I honestly think I've got the best bunch of readers/commentors on this site.

Very interesting set up. I like what you have created so far, this is pretty cool.