I had just enough time to wonder, 'Why did Bree go in there?' when I got your text. At last--I found you before time expired! Are you going to renege ...n your promise?" You cheated!" I exclaimed. "You peeked while I was hiding! It doesn't count!" I crouched behind one of the machines and glared angrily over the top as he sat on the desk right beside my neatly folded clothes."Bad girl, your teasing has gone far enough and now it's time to pay up. Come here."But I crossed my arms over my chest and. He jested that the marks reminded him of the flanks of his beloved Polly, so many children had she borne. I was distressed, thinking of you in your new state. Laughing, he mentioned that the ladies of the continent (pardon me now) rub the oil of the whale upon their bellies, bosoms and limbs so to ‘ease the skin’ and preserve its virginal qualities. I asked why Polly did not use this remedy and he laughed again, saying that she would rather use the oil for a lamp for reading after all the. OBSCENITY DEFINEDHeterosexuality is not a problem,For women are made for degradation;Bisexuality is only half a problem,For there is a woman in the threesomeTo disgrace, debase, and humiliate;Lesbianism is no problem, not al all,For, now, there are two (or more)Women to shame, demean, and degrade;It is only homosexuality, amongPurveyors of pornography,That is a problem for more than some,For, no matter how politically incorrect,one must play the man, the other the woman,Which means that a man. Before I had todecide, Cassie pushed another present into my lap. I put down thejeans and slowly unwrapped it. I was sure it contained some morewomen's things. But what? The answer shocked me more than any otheritems. Inside were two skirts. I held the first in my hands, reluctantto take it out of the box. I could see it was a black, pretty short,skater style skirt. It had a rear zip and a built in belt, giving it asort of casual look. I forced a smile on to my face as I lifted itenough so I.