In the middle of the table, locked in a cage, is the game of the hunt. She’s a young, pretty 20-year-old Canadian who was chosen by one voice over a...cutie Black from Atlanta. The young girl, her hands clutching the bars, is also looking at the firmament. It’s probably her last night and she wants to say goodbye to the stars as much as she wants to avoid the stares of those sadists staring at her, hungry for sex and violence.Fanny, accompanied by Erika who is crawling next to her on the end of a. "I say again she is most definitely not a whore Lord Blanchforth," he insisted, "I imagine she is still very much a chaste woman." No she is not, for I am among many who have ravished her," I admitted."But why?" he asked, "Why in gods name?" he asked."I paid an annuity, I wished to take advantage if the same," I declared. "Then sir you treated her abominably," he insisted."I paid for her like a whore," I reminded him, "So I used her like a whore." Indeed?" he asked, "And cast her aside?" Ah,. One of the students had a bundle in her arms. As I got closer I saw that it was a sleeping bag. I passed them and continued my run. As I returned I saw the student sitting on the sleeping bag looking like she was about to cry.I stopped in front of her to ask what the problem was but I had to wait until I could get my breath. She saw that I wanted to talk to her and she looked at me for a minute and then took off her baseball cap. I think that I gasped because the baseball cap and the way that. .I was turned on now, I wanted to do that... But I also wanted to get all of it before I had any more I had to clean off my body, my face and my hair...I swallowed what was in my mouth...it was really icky, and hot, not sexy hot, but hot, but I did it. . I had this thought, first time I ever did. "These boys are having a lot of fun coming, what about me?" Then I had another thought, don't know where it came from : I wanted a lover. A total lover. Whether it was a man or woman didn't matter so.