You may go.”“Thank you for allowing me to service you today, would you like anything else from me before I go?” Basil asked.“No, dear. Go on.�...� As he headed across the room he took in his surroundings. Rusty, a boy several years older than him, was sitting on a large man’s lap, a cock pumping in and out of his ass. Pink and Fauna were on stage, continuing their performance for Master Hector’s guest. Another slave, a Korean girl named Breeze, was being shared by three men. She had a large dick. Monique and Ruth are playing their own personal game while they watch us perform our erotic drama.It’s impossible to say how many orgasms we all achieved over the two hours we spent playing. It must have been nearly midnight by the time we finished. It’s only the knowledge that there’s no such thing as a Sunday morning lie-in at La Chatte Heureuse which prompted us to end our game when we did.In fact, Sunday is very much like every other day of the week at La Chatte Heureuse. For those who feel. This led me to having a scary moment where I had a bottle of pills onbed, and I was trying to figure out how many would kill me, since takingtoo many would just make me sick. After more than an hour of looking atthe pills and fighting my natural instinct to stay alive, I gave up, andput the pills back in their bottle, and shook with agony and grief untilI fell asleep.The next day, I went out to a quiet field behind my house, sat down, andlooked up in the sky.Then I started screaming.I shouted. Remember the first time you bought a Lipstick for yourself? I remember thefeeling of pure joy I had when after putting on the first coat, I lookedin the mirror and realized that it was just the right shade for me and Icould easily wear that Lipstick all day, feeling comfortable doing it.What do you feel like when three coats of mascara and sparkly eyeshadowand maybe a set of false lashes weigh your lids down?What do you feel like when you get out of the shower, shave your face,then shave your.