He too wasa Japanese man, his face emotive with lust."Come to Uncle, Leanne." His accent was strong and almost difficult tounderstand. I hesitated, th... man that is the real me in my head screaminglouder and louder, yet I couldn't shout."Come here you slut," the man roared and dying in my humiliation Idropped to my hands and knees crawling over to him lisping"Yes Uncle" to my hate and yet that terrible thundering inner arousal.He span me round effortlessly and my panties were pulled to one side,. .. again..." he mumbled, as he collapsed for the final time."YEAH!" whooped Joe as he thrust his fist into the air in victory. "Who'sthe man? Who's the MAN!?" Certainly not you. Or at least, not right now anyway." grinned Silvia asshe sauntered up to Joe, playfully tugging on his ponytail and stickingout her tongue. "Should I start calling you 'Josephine' from now on?" Hey, this is all YOUR fault to begin with, you know!" her cross-dressedboyfriend whined, as he turned to face her."MY fault? If. Uncle Genesis stepped a little closer, and clumsily grabbedBlondie by the shoulder and Ooooh, Blondie kickedUncle Genesis in his business, and Uncle G fell over, moaning. As Uncle G opened his eyes, he watched the dark haired nastybuzzing Blondie with the spark stick again and again. "How dare you kick poor Uncle Genesis in histesticles" dark hair said, laughing. "You are going to give him anice blowjob to make up for this trespass."Never had Zoe been so terrified.Her very existence was so. I am important to her. She comes and goes.Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.In me, she has drowned a young girl, and in me, an old womanRises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish."Mirror" By Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)"Where am I? It is so dark! Why is it so dark? And, that voice! Mon Dieu! Who is that, that voice ... so harsh, so ugly, so full of hate! Wait, I know that voice, oh no!"Christine shuffled carefully along in the pitch dark. She cautiously skated one.