She entered the room completely nude with a couple glaring exceptions: first, she was wearing a pig snout on her face and a hair band that sported a f...oppy pair of pig ears. Second, a curly pig's tail poked out from between her ass cheeks, held in place, I guessed, on the end of a butt plug.Her tits were a healthy c cup and her nipples were as hard and dark as Suzanne's. Her pussy had been shaved completely bare, and her mousy brown hair was pulled back into identically braided pigtails like. “You’re talking about Religious Studies, aren’t you?” asked Oscar. He recalled the conversation with his literature instructor two months earlier. He hadn’t thought about it, but ever since that day he kept getting assignments with major religious elements to it. Only three days earlier, he had been assigned the Crusades as a special study topic in his history of war class.“Of course,” answered William.“What makes you think the Two-Sided One wants me to major in that?”It was a question that. On the short line (who ever heard of Caprice Park?) I saw a girl. She must've been slightly younger than me- maybe 14. She kind of looked like me, too, in the my-parents-shop-at-Wal-Mart-too sort of way. Still, plain as she was made to be, there was a prettiness to her that bad fashion couldn't conceal- fair skin, a small, nose and lips that looked like she was always ready to give someone a little kiss on the cheek. I think there was a moment where I loved her- very brief- and it ended when. Also tapes,couplings and many other things were out. The funnel was attached to some _inch pvc pipe (as you know I knew about HVAC etc.) Well let me explain whatit all became and then you'll understand. Within about 30 minutes I wasstanding there with a funnel that held my chin with a cutout rubber seal andtherefore head up straight. My face was somewhat in the funnel and chin was acouple of inches from the bottom. The pipe was in connected to a saddle ofsome sort that wrapped around to my back.