ExaminedI prance on toes, thinking how ingrained it is to so move about... how I now react to a woman’s commands, not an inkling of renitence. Nearing where the woman stands it dawns that the enclosed pasture is easily escaped. The fence is just over waist height and comprised of a series of posts with three horizontal white planks between, seeming to gleam in the sun. It would be cumbersome, but even without the use of his hands a donor could manage to straddle and saunter off. No escape from the island of course... and the dogs would easily track. Yet, it is readily surmised that the enclosure is more symbolic than functional... male beasts kept in emblematic captivity... clients and staff to freely roam about... donors at all times to be under strict feminine authority and guidance.
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