" I opened my window and stuck my elbow outside.Mom said, driving at twenty-five miles per hour in a forty-fivemile zone with both hands clutching the...steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were white, "Well, I guess you did! Look at him. You can tell he did, 'cause he won't say so. I guess that means you had a good time. Well, let's see, what happened while you were gone? I had a corn removed, the thing was killin' me so bad, I went to Doctor Stabnik's and told him 'cut it off before it. It was an outside influence that changed everything, it came in the form of another farm worker, a young man, a man of Kent, and the new shepherd who moved into the other end of the semi detached cottages that served as their tithe homes.His name was James, went by the nickname of Jay, and he had a partner when he moved in who was what I would describe as a drink on a stick, a fab shapely blonde, 5ft6 tall, legs to just under the armpits and a smile to light up the hills. Her name was Hanna,. Sometimes I wouldn’t even take my clothes off. I’d just lift up my skirt and kneel over him. He would start to whimper when I got close, and then he’d just lick me until I came or got bored.”“He didn’t want to do you in the ass? Men always think women want that, and they never do,” Callie offered.“No, he never penetrated me at all. He never mentioned anal--for that matter he never mentioned vaginal either.“He was happy to lick me. Once I wanted to see how long he would go, and it lasted for. AND I WILL BEAT THIS INTO YOU IF I HAVE TO.” his last sentence sent chills through me.Then he kissed me again. But instead of slamming my head against the wall again he slipped 2 fingers in my hole. I gasped.“Why are you wet? I thought you hated this.”Silence.So he ripped the ropes off, flipped me over, and shoved me against the wall with both of us still on the bed on our knees, with him holding my arms. Then he wrapped one arm around my waste and pulled me close into him.“I think I’ll take.