Don’t you like it?”“Mmmm.., maybe…. but it hurts….”“It’ll be alright…, just relax…, it’ll blow your mind” he whispered reassur...ngly picking up the soap again, adding more lather to my back and ass. As I relaxed again he began massaging my anus again, but this time using two fingers slowly began stretching me. For a few minutes I just enjoyed the feel of them and slowly felt myself loosening up and hardly noticed the finger glide into me. Probably because this time I was expecting the initial. But now things were different, I was on my own in my ownplace. I kept a little non descript suitcase at the back of the closetthat contained some lingerie, a few mismatched outfits I picked up atthrift stores and had a couple pairs of high heels that were too small butI managed to make them work. But in having some extra money now I wantedmore and I wanted to perfect my look.A week later after work on a Friday night I entered the back entrance andsaw a couple large packages sitting at the top. I carefully wrapped his remains in canvas and dragged him to the hole I’d dug. I figured that if it was nice enough that I wouldn’t mind being buried there then he’d have nothing to complain about. I smelled an odd, sour smell until I buried the man’s remains. Then it dissipated.I found where the miners had hammered together an outhouse. I put it back into “production”. About a third of a mile away a small lake supplied my needs for drinking water. Down below the tree line, dead pines were. ”He walked slowly back to the pool, they were all laughing and joking, he paused watching them, knowing what the reaction would be to the news.He saw Terry glance at him the smile on her face fading as she looked at him. The others fell into silence at his approach. He sat down and began to reiterate what Alan had told him. He watched Terry’s face as he spoke. It paled, and he could see her fighting to hold back the tears. When he had finished he looked at the others, the girls’ dismay written.