She squirmed and groaned while I gasped for fleeting breaths as her ass moved up and down on my face. She puked again into the pail. Then a moment lat...r, leaned back, and flooded my mouth with more diarrhea.Her diarrhea was getting more and more liquid, less and less solid, though just as foul, if not more so, than normal shit.It's a good thing I had been at this for a few weeks by then. I had got over my queasiness of eating shit, and I had got pretty good at swallowing quickly while. Facing the cross, she raised her arms, to reach the shackles that Aisha then fastened on her wrists. Aisha then removed the stool leaving her to hang, momentarily, by the wrists. This extra pain, though uncomfortable, did not bother Lila too much. All things relative, it paled in comparison to what she knew would come next.Aisha fastened her ankles to the shackles at the two beams at the bottom of the cross. Unprotesting, facing the cross, Lila hanged from it, her breath deep and even.Manu. I joined Mona in the front, and as soon as we were seated and buckled in, Mona grabbed my hand and placed it on her bare thigh, making it obvious that that's where my hand should remain during the drive to her place.As we drove, she made minor adjustments to my hand position until my fingers were just millimetres from her crotch hidden just below her tightly pulled shorts fabric.Mona, Lori and I chatted continually during the 30 minute drive to her home."Where's Nora?" asked Lori."She's at my. They were seriously considering my stupid idea. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do it, so I asked them: "Really, you would do it?"Amy's response was quick, definitely quicker than I expected: "Sure, let's meet up at Bedford Ave in front of the caféteria at 1 AM. It's close to the highway and we can hitchhike to the mountains. There's usually a lot of traffic there at that time for some reason and I'm sure we can do it."My sister was a bit reluctant: " Matt, are you sure?.