’ She walked to us and stood behind me, talking to Vicky. ‘Did you fuck her before you came tonight?’ I felt Debra’s hand on my arse and went ...o move but Vicky held me tightly. She said, ‘We don’t all shag and tell, Debs, darling.’ ‘Well, I call that plain rude. Did she fuck you, Susan?’ ‘No.’ Her hand caressed my arse and I felt distinctly uncomfortable. ‘George didn’t fuck me either. But then, George isn’t any use in that department anymore.’ The hand traced the crack of my arse. ‘Well,. ..” Leaning forwards, I slowly approach, and prepare for a kiss. The seconds turn to millennia as I approach, and I never seem to get any closer until my hands loosen on her body, and I sigh in defeat. Marshalling all my will at once, I speak one final time “Bellissa...? I love you” Finally, I lean forwards, my entire body painted a bright crimson as I claim her lips, in a light, tender kiss. My heart thunders as our lips press together, and I expect her to push me away any second, to slap me. Late that night, I stood looking at myself in the full-length mirror, naked. I stared at myself disgusted as I compared myself to her. I was now five foot two, not much different than before James and I met. My skin color had fluctuated over the time, though it was still apparent that I had a mixed heritage. My dark black hair now fell down to my waist as I left it to grow over the years. I had gained weight, once 140 pounds, now up to 160. My breasts had ballooned from a 36C to a 40D. She and. .and forces you to kneel in front of it." He pushed down until the spaniel was forced to his knees. Damien grabbed the spaniel's paws and pulled them back around the pole. "...He ties your hands...and then your feet to your hands..." He pulled Ky's hindpaws around the pole, wound a rope around them, and then around the forepaws, pulling them down and forcing the spaniel to sit upright against the pole. Kimball was panting and his pupils dilated as he listened to Damien's monologue and realized.