Maark Andrews - Timeslip Buch
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Maark Andrews - Timeslip
The new Travellers Companion Series
Peter and his young wife Jane, both serving police officers, have time-slipped into a world where there is no crime apart from those of licentious thoughts or actions, a world where only beautiful bodies are allowed, the police have authority over all and are quick to use it, too.
Anyone suspected of lusting after another, or of having a few ounces of excess fat or, horror of horrors, homosexual or lesbian thoughts, are swiftly rounded up and sent to punishment parks or ‘fat farms’ for ‘training’.
The couple are introduced to all the horrors of this alternative world: the shaving of heads and bodies, the mind numbing toil of the capstan, the pony training, the galley slaves, the physical demands and starvation rations at the fat farm, the surgery guaranteed to create eunuchs out of men and women who are caught in homosexual/lesbian thoughts or relationships and although they are appalled by what they see, they are also aware that crime is virtually non-existent in this world.
After a year, they time-slip back to their own world, which has become a lawless state ….
From the book: ‘ … By now the jeep had arrived at the little dock where rode a real galley. Yes, you guessed it, a slave galley complete with slave-deck.
We boarded the vessel and I marvelled out loud at its apparent authenticity. “Oh it’s authentic all right,” Ken explained. “We researched very well before we built the thing, but come below and have a look at how we’ve accommodated the prisoners.”
He led the way down into the slave deck and I goggled at the sight. There were oars on both sides of the vessel and two rowers to each oar, one male, one female.
They were of course naked and their left wrists were manacled to the oars. They sat on benches and at the moment were sitting quite still, backs straight as ramrods, eyes staring straight ahead of them into the backs of the skulls of the man or woman in front of them.
Now that we were so close, I wondered aloud at their shaven skulls. Ken explained. “It is one more humiliation for them. They leave here freshly shaved, having that shame to bear as well until their hair grows back. Of course that on their bodies never does, as you well know.” ...'
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Peter and his young wife Jane, both serving police officers, have time-slipped into a world where there is no crime apart from those of licentious thoughts or actions, a world where only beautiful bodies are allowed, the police have authority over all and are quick to use it, too.
Anyone suspected of lusting after another, or of having a few ounces of excess fat or, horror of horrors, homosexual or lesbian thoughts, are swiftly rounded up and sent to punishment parks or ‘fat farms’ for ‘training’.
The couple are introduced to all the horrors of this alternative world: the shaving of heads and bodies, the mind numbing toil of the capstan, the pony training, the galley slaves, the physical demands and starvation rations at the fat farm, the surgery guaranteed to create eunuchs out of men and women who are caught in homosexual/lesbian thoughts or relationships and although they are appalled by what they see, they are also aware that crime is virtually non-existent in this world.
After a year, they time-slip back to their own world, which has become a lawless state ….
From the book: ‘ … By now the jeep had arrived at the little dock where rode a real galley. Yes, you guessed it, a slave galley complete with slave-deck.
We boarded the vessel and I marvelled out loud at its apparent authenticity. “Oh it’s authentic all right,” Ken explained. “We researched very well before we built the thing, but come below and have a look at how we’ve accommodated the prisoners.”
He led the way down into the slave deck and I goggled at the sight. There were oars on both sides of the vessel and two rowers to each oar, one male, one female.
They were of course naked and their left wrists were manacled to the oars. They sat on benches and at the moment were sitting quite still, backs straight as ramrods, eyes staring straight ahead of them into the backs of the skulls of the man or woman in front of them.
Now that we were so close, I wondered aloud at their shaven skulls. Ken explained. “It is one more humiliation for them. They leave here freshly shaved, having that shame to bear as well until their hair grows back. Of course that on their bodies never does, as you well know.” ...'
Englisch!