. I pull my head back and breathing hard, look at the double cheekswell ofyoung Becky Larson,the schoolgirl slave, her young ass welted and streaked...with the resultsof a slave girl whipping…. Young Becky Larson, her misfortune to possess such an exciting rearview, destined to be trainedas a pleasure girl, serving masters that enjoy testing their whips acrossa sassy young girl’sasscheeks, but now, for now at least, becky will serve me, the younggirls plump ass, to do what I want. Very shy, but so lovely that I held my breath when I saw her, hoping that I was good enough for her. Her profile pictures did not do her justice. She smiled at me when I walked out of the elevator. I think I fell in love. Or at least I know damn well I fell in lust. Her beautiful green eyes opened, and her whole face smiled. I beamed a smile back at her. "Alice," I said. "It is an absolute pleasure to meet you. " Sir Vincent, the pleasure is mine, " she replied in a very sexy voice. Long. I lifted her up on the desk, and standing between her welcoming tights the smile on her face was one of lust wrapped in victory knowing, as she did, that she had me right where she wanted me all along. I was trapped like the beast of burden I was. She let out a gasp as I entered her. Easing my way along slowly, tentatively. More out of hesitation because she was certainly well lubed and running very warm down there. She was very in tune with her body, her muscle control was incredible. She kept. . it’s twenty years late, but that will make it that much more important to me. The Last Dance before we go back in time and leave this particular world forever,” I agreed, taking her hand and Madeira’s as we hit the dance floor ... to find Apollo himself leading the band?“That’s a signal honor ... the Sun God is our singer?” I realized that I increasingly recognized Gods without ever having met them before, even as I took Maria in my arms.“He demanded to be. He’d never had a chance to do this.