John's POV:
It was my day.
My mind had been occupied with this particular day ever since Brother Fred announced that each of us was going to have a sexual relationship with Syria.
I blushed at the thought. I was too innocent for that. I had not even had my first. Would she dislike me if she knew I did not have much experience like my brothers? I really wished we could go on a date instead of doing any of those adult activities.
I walked to the dining hall to have my breakfast. My brothers were already seated and eating. All eyes turned to me as I sat down, which I honestly hated.
I adjusted my chair and sat, my eyes fixed on the food being served to me.
"John," Fred called, his voice cold as usual.
"Mm?" I raised my head to look at him, confused about why he called me.
"Today is your day, is it not?" he asked.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Good. So you know what is supposed to go on between you and the breeder."
