My former master died a year ago from something inside his body. A number of people die from unknown causes as they age. I had one brother but he died...in a fight. My sister was taken by the priests of Manuba two years ago. She has gone to be with him."I asked, "Who or what is Manuba?"Merry said, "Manuba is a god. He is worshiped by the village of Manuba. They live far down the main river. Once each year, they look for a virgin to sacrifice to Manuba. The girl has to be young but old enough for. Copyright Tracy Lane/Transfemme, 2003.All rights reserved. 7.I sat down on Mummy's make-up chair - an unobtrusive art-deco piece I couldn't recall seeing before - and tried tomake sense of what I'd just seen. Sliding my panties backinto place, I felt drained, numb. My former panic hadsubsided into vacant shock. Something impossible hadhappened, something devoid of rational explanation. Ishould have been devastated, hysterical, yet all I felt wasa listless torpor, bordering on indifference. Ten. Rosie bit her lip and bounced onto his crotch.He gave a lustful moan and she felt his cock twitch as he filled the tip of the condom with his seed. She smiled at his face, etched in intense concentration and immoral pleasure. She panted as she slowly rocked back to send a few shocks through Jamie's cock and then grinned."That's a thank you," she whispered as his hands ran over her perfect skin. "I mean it. You really helped me out today."Jamie was panting and watched Rosie as she gently slid. I could feel my fists clenching and unclenching at being accused of doing the wrong thing, even if it was the right thing to do. In the silence, a small voice spoke.“I don’t want to cause any trouble.” Anita mumbled. She still looking down as she said this to no-one in particular. “I can go if you like...” her voice trailed off at the end.My face softened. I realised that she was the victim in this whole mess.“No,” I said softly. “Stay.”“You can’t make those decisions for her!” Carol said to.