Within minutes, the Genconmide started working, and Ricky was going into the roughest cycle of his life. Zach stood in front of the crowd. "We have a dilemma now, Ricky is available. If no one here takes him, he will be shipped off to whatever ranch will take him, and he'll serve his life sentence there. But if someone finds it in their heart to take him in to their home he will serve as your house bitch and he will bear you plenty of sons every nine months."
Everyone looked around but nobody moved until big Rayford moved forward. "I'll take him, he's mine. I will make sure that Donnie does not suffer in vain." Rayford was a mountain for even a Genman. The last time he took a mate, the dude almost didn't make it; he, in fact, had to have his vent repaired after one night.
"If you damage him, you can't play with him. Just take it a little easier than you did last time," Zack looked at Rayford.
