My mouth was dry and I was very thirsty. That Pilsen crap didn't quench the thirst it only made it worse. I had not been permitted to brush my teeth s... my mouth had a terrible taste and my teeth were coated in goop. My bladder was calling and I wondered whether they would allow me to piss in a toilet or would I have to keep pissing in this little bowl and drinking the damned stuff. What about my bowl movement, surely they wouldn't expect me to shit in the cage. That would make a hell of a mess,. "Remember what you said about being bought and paid for?" Yes."She stepped outside, dressed in the black negligee, spun around twice, and wiggled her ass. "This," she said in a husky voice, "Is what you will *never* be able to pay for." I have a friend that could fix that problem, you know." And what problem is that?" she asked, arching an eyebrow."That left boob sagging lower than the right one. A little snip snip with the knife, and you could look as normal as any other woman." You shit!" she. I was shocked. I controlled myself and replied calmly, “yes”. “Don’t do it, she is not a good girl” she said.I knew there was no point in hiding anything now, so I simply said, “Her husband is in army and she has urges, what is wrong in having sex then?”“she could masturbate” she retorted.“Are you a virgin?” I bluntly asked. After looking shocked for a moment, she replied, “yes”.“That is the reason you don’t understand. Once a man feels the real vagina and a woman feels the real penis, it is. She changed hands now, savouring the taste of her own love juices as the right hand moved from her vagina to her mouth and her left hand replaced it. She moaned softly and watched herself in the mirror above as she slid her right hand back down over her body to her pubic area. Then she used her fore and index fingers from her left hand to stimulate her clitoris while she continued to slide fingers in and out of her vagina with the right.With one final gasp, she reached a warm, comforting.