- "Do you like taking my orders? Does it make you wet?"- "Yes."- "So, what is it you are looking for exactly."- "I want to be a slut. I want to be fuc...ed by a stranger. I want it up my ass. I NEED it up my ass."- "Have you ever been assfucked?"- "No."- "Then why do you need it now?"- "Because it means that I am owned and because it is going to hurt. Please, I need it."- "Are you fingering your cunt right now?"- "Yes."- "Show me, slut."The pictures appeared on my screen. First just a mirror. Just sit here and let me feel my little girl in my arms. I wish I could help you, but I don’t know what the problem is. It hurts me to see you in such pain.”Cathy went rigid and then a shudder ran through her body. After just a few seconds, she burst into tears and sobbed out of control. Once the dam burst, the flood of emotions wouldn’t stop. Despite the awkward embrace with her mother, her mother was rocking her and rubbing her back. The whole time her mother murmured assurances that things. Yeh sunte hi mera lund tight ho gya. Or mene kaha ok kal teri bahen meri bike pr hogi. Or fir mene rahul ko call kr ke bola meri bahen 9 bje college jati hai ja lift de dena usko kal wo bhi khush ho gya. Or kal me 7.30 pr hi taiyar ho ke uska wait krne lga or wo 8 bje aai to mene usko hi bola or usko lift dene ka offer diya or usne pehle mna kiya fir maan gai.Abhi ese daily usko me lift dene lga or hum achhe frndz ho gye or ek hafte me hi kafi frank bhi ho gye or fir mene usko movie jane ko. Everyday was busy;what with the running of St.Augustine's Monastery and School and the private visits from errant boys and girls who had to receive corporal punishment for various wrong doings. Every evening the old Abbot felt worn out,he sometimes wondered was it time to 'hang up his cane' and offer the post of Abbot to a younger man;he sat in his chair at the side of his bed thinking who he could offer the post to: there was brother Timothy,a relatively young monk who had a passion for.