Ingrid Terrence had just gone into the kitchen to put the finishing touches on the evening meal and Bradley Terrence was sitting naked next to Jessie ...ith Jessie’s hand wrapped gently around his penis. Once they had all dried off from the hot-tub and were comfortable in the living room Jessie had parked herself next to Bradley so she could give him a nice hand job before dinner.Mr Terrence’s eyes were closed and his hands were resting up behind his head as Jessie’s right hand slowly masturbated. Bow-making had been a far more soothing occupation. She already had one good bow, but having a couple of spares would do no harm. There was no point in making bows to trade away, though. She and Black were rich. In the big trunk she had built, full-balls of perfect spider silk were piling up. The next time she approached people, she would be more open and honest. She would explain how the thread had been made not to be taken for a thief. Maybe, after being told about Black, people would. Tiredness and depression overcame me and I closed my eyes and dozed for a while but was awoken by the 'Putt-putt' of a small motorboat engine. Standing up I waved and then wondered if I had done the right thing. In the boat a huge black man stood up too and I had visions of being raped again. For once I did the right thing. The man was JeanPaul or J'npeloe to give him his real name although no one here uses it any more. I must have passed out because I next remember being lifted carefully into. There is Anal. "What is that?" Liz asked. And just when you thought you knew everything I said. Anal is when the boy puts his penis in your rectum. "Ouch" said Sissy. Not really, I told them. With a little time and a little practice, you can do it. It is almost as good as the normal way for both partners. "Can we try that? asked Liz. "Someday" I said.Next, there is bondage. One of the partners get tied up or restrained in some way and the other person can do what ever they want with that.