“It must seem strange how we put so much faith and belief in our traditions, the a****ls, the jungle, and all the spirits that inhabit everything an... are intertwined in our existence. To most people here, they have forgotten who you once were and only remember the spirit you have taken on. That is the way for us. It keeps our life simple and manageable in the face of the forces outside our part of the jungle. You coming back to save us has restored or strengthened our belief in our way of life.. Once he was satisfied that his mother fully understood how it worked Mark had her change into a smock like the others. Being shorter than Julie her pussy was playing peek-a-boo with the hem. She was embarrassed, especially in front of Tareq and Fatima, but she determined to ignore it. She knew she had no choice about it anyway. She looked around for something to distract attention from herself, "This grey colour is awful," she said, looking at the walls.Everyone laughed. "Yes, we had noticed,". "Brian?"Brian looked over at his grandmother. The shape of her face was so elegant, framed by silver hair as she took another sip of bourbon, leaving a red lipstick smear on the Waterford crystal tumbler."Brian?"Brian closed his eyes and just enjoyed his grandfather's embrace, never wanting it to end. His grandfather hugged him closer, and kissed the top of his head. "Our family future lies in your hands," he said gently."Brian, are you okay?" Tina shook him gently.Brian opened his eyes and saw. .. Was this how a pro would feel, I wondered? I supposed not. Anyone who did this for a living wouldn't have let themselves go like I had. There was always a small part of their consciousness keeping things in control. It was business after all and successful business people don't let emotions take control. That wasn't an issue for me today, my whole life was an exercise in control and that’s what I was trying to escape. James began caressing and fondling me again, only this time his touch had.