I saw the car from far up the road, it blocked access into my gate. I could have driven through the drainage ditch and gone around. I stopped first to...see if anyone was around. She was, hiding behind her car. I said ‘Relax, I can either help you, Or I’ll drive around to get into my place. Your call.’ I stayed about ten feet away as I talked. She held the tire iron in her left hand, not exactly threatening me. ‘How do I know this is your place?’ She said. I walked to the gate and unlocked it.. Like that of Christopher, carrying the Christ-child across water. We learn that the strong should aid and carry the weaker. Our stories of the Dreaming are not histories of gigantic serpents or of talking animals. They are like Aesop’s fables, truths expressed to all of us.“Another thing. Our world today is founded in gaining money and prestige and position. On gaining at the expense of others.” Jos paused.“I want a place where I can live away from whitefellas’ takings. I want a place where. And yes to my surprise it was the lady.The lady kept sniffing my balls and rubbed it with her nose. That sent me a shock and I gave a little jerk. The lady then switched torch on her phone to see if I was awake. But I closed my eyes like I was sleeping. She then continued sniffing my balls and started rubbing her nose on my balls.I started enjoying it with my eyes closed. She then parted the dhoti and glided her hands on my dick up and down to see its length. She gripped it to see its girth. I. "Ann's mind reeled under the truth of his words. She had enjoyed it. Even though she hadn't wanted it, she had enjoyed it!"Nooooo... he forced it... I didn't mean to..." Of course you didn't, Ann... of course you didn't. But you did enjoy it, now, didn't you?" Yes!" Ann admitted through clenched teeth, "I did enjoy it! And that is the worst part of it all!" But it's not, Ann, it's not. Don't you see it's perfectly normal? The body is a temple, Ann, but it is a temple that must not be allowed to.