“Yep. You remember our conversations about Ben and his street fighting cred? Or lack thereof?”“Uh-huh, I do. How about a gravid teenager? Might ...e hard to play off with the neighbors, particularly when she moves in with us, doncha think?”“Well, if she is your slave, as I fully expect that she will become, if she isn’t already, she will tell any sort of lie to protect what she will see as her good thing, right?”“I suppose so.”My wife had no such doubts. “I know so. She has been asking me about. I loved him. He was my best mate. He was straight and he was the only straight person I’d come out to. None of my other mates knew I was gay. I didn’t wanna tell ‘em coz they didn’t mean anything to me. Not really. If I never saw any of ‘em ever again it wouldn’t bother me. I wouldn’t miss any of ‘em. But if I never ever saw Liam again that’d be horrible. I couldn’t live with that, never seeing Liam ever again. Liam meant more to me than all my other mates put together. They were nothing. I mean yes. I can be free. I just have to make a phone call."I knew what that meant. She had scheduled another gang-bang. I got back on the phone to Mom."Yeah, she can make it ... Okay. 5:00 is fine ... Yes, I'll be home before that ... Okay, bye."Then she got on the phone."Hi. It's Carolyn ... Well, I'm not going to be able to make it tonight ... No, it's not ... Not them either ... It's not anybody... Listen, I'll make it up to you guys ... All right, then how about Saturday. I can come over. She had spoken to several different Mirror Masters, overthe last three years and had carried out several sexual dares by way ofexperimenting. So it was thatshe challenged me to set her a lifetime changing dare. After much deliberationand coaxing I set her a streaking challenge. She was to dress in only a skirt,blouse, knickers and shoes, before driving 2 km from home stopping the car, getout and remove her skirt. Then run three times around the car before climbingback in to continue her.