. and tried not to notice a sulking figure leaning in a corner, away from the festive spirit.The figure, wrapped up in a dark attire of black clothes ...nd hanging chains, is your cousin, Jessica. Months ago her boyfriend broke up with her to date you and she never forgave you for 'taking' him. Even more so, she resented that you became very close to him so quickly - apparently, he bragged to Jessica about how much better at kissing you are compared to her. You dumped him when you found out, but. Fifteens ... sixteens with Jongo, he change mind last minutes when other fellows be joshing at him." Sixteen porters, you say. Hmmm." I did the quick math. We'd save about 350 Congolese dollars, or very nearly six pounds sterling.I strode off in search of Tess. I found her unpacking some of our trunks in the hut that we'd been assigned to."Tess, love of my life, sweet one, help-mate and so on, Mbuto has come to me with a request from some of the porters, don't you know?" Oh? What's that, dear. After some clumsy fumbling with my pants, boxers, and socks, I was finally naked. Jo was laying back on the bed, watching me, her eyes half closed. I wouldn't have been surprised to see steam coming off her. I slipped the panties down and off her before spreading her legs. I wanted to start with a little oral play and she was all for it.As I probably mentioned, Jo wasn't the slim high school girl I used to screw all those years ago. She was now a much bigger, sexier woman. I guess she was late. ---I awoke in a horse’s stall. It reeked of equine stench, presumably from a horse that stared at me from across the stables. Hay stuck to my skin, adhered by the unclean cum that still lingered to my body after the night of brutal assault. Had I made it, or did they grant mercy on me? I tried to stand but collapsed back onto the ground with a thump.They told me I had passed out from exhaustion and failed my trial. I would have to repeat it over, but not immediately. Even a lowly woman.