He led her into a room filled with masks with menacing faces that looked as if they were in agony. The scent was a pungent, organic smell. He placed h...r in a sofa which was rough hewn from a log. It had brown leather cushions. “Please have a seat,” he said. He took the same bottle and poured another drink into the same goblet. He poured another drink from another bottle into a second goblet. Sherri noticed that he handed her the first goblet. “You enjoyed this wine last time, so I fixed it. ” I turned in shock to face Wishes’ mother. “You know?” I gasped.She chuckled softly and looked out over the moor as well.“About a quarter of a mile that way.” she pointed slightly to the left of the view. “Is a sacred spot to the Goddess. If someone makes a wish from the depths of their heart there at certain times of the year the Goddess may see fit to grant them. Last winter she granted your wish.”“I guess someone did,” I murmured not quite sure if I believed in a mythical Goddess, but then. ‘I don’t know, I mean I like guys but differently than other guys’ I told him ‘Ever had sex with a guy?’ he asked. I hesitated, telling Uncle Mark the truth. ‘I see’ he said before I could say anything. ‘Did you suck him or fuck him?’ he continued bluntly. Uncle Mark could ask me anything and I could tell him anything so I answered honestly. ‘I love being fucked and have cum all over my face, but’ I hesitated for a moment. ‘I pretend to be their girl friend. I love my feet in the air as they. She viewed herself in shop mirrors (there were no mirrors at the commune as such vanity was discouraged) and longed to be allowed to style the awkward mass of inch-long hair. ‘What you need to do,’ Purity advised Innocence, ‘is to earn some more money and work in the community.’ ‘Doing what?’ asked Innocence. ‘Photography?’ Purity smiled. ‘Why not?’ She leant over to Bouche who was sharing the bed with them at that stage. ‘Any suggestions?’ ‘I might be able to help,’ Bouche answered, looking up.