I said they are cured, and I came to collect my report. He said my report is also clear there is no infection and not to be worried. He then said, “...et me inspect to be sure.’I sighed. He checked my hands and feet and touched my forearm. He asked me to remove the nighty and sit backward. This time I was unknowingly comfortable as the lust in me overriding my senses. I got up from the chair, and I unzipped my nighty.I took my arms off from nighty and dropped the nighty on the floor. Standing in. A tiny insignificant, seemingly harmless piece of root he placed it on her tongue, she imagined it was covered in her shit, she expected to taste it, but like a magician he had swapped the pieces and all she could taste was ginger hot and spicey. The pain receded slowly, her toes returned to the ground to ease the pressure on her wrists. Her audience of Mike and Simon applauded, though she was not sure if it was for her, the performance or the executioner. Her tormenter appeared again. . Apparently to be happy most gays need a strong sex so they are happy .... Emmy everybody to live life according to their understanding, I do not impose my thinking on anyone, my hopes and feelings. Most people enter into a relationship with high expectations, life taught me not to expect and hope for anything, so I avoid the risk of disappointment, which is almost always certain. No man is an island alone, and can not be alone in life but better alone than with an inappropriate relationship. For whatever it was worth.I heard water running, then a wedge of light from the half-open bathroom door split the darkness. Rhythmic footsteps approached. Amelia placed a finger across my lips before I could open my mouth to speak. She took my hand and laid something cold and shiny into it. It was a metal squeeze-tube with a vaguely camphor-like smell. I strained to make out the label in the dim light: "XE-41 Industrial Strength Recreational Lubricant (certified safe for internal use)." Use.