It was pink. A pink carpet, pink wallpaper, a bed with a pinkcover. Boyband pictures upon the walls along with a large portrait of myboyfriend Charles...and what I suspected was a small obligatory picture ofthe Prime Minister that had to be displayed in houses like this to showpolitical loyalty. A make up table with several draws, a pink diary inwhich I am writing this and a cellphone. A cellphone! I could telephonemy parents and tell them that I was alive. It might take some doing but Icould. He looked at the naked Becky then he looked at the naked Janet. He looked at all the other naked girls that had gathered round and Danny still wasn’t totally sure if he was alive or had died and gone to heaven. It just seemed all too amazing to be true.Eventually he stood up straight and shook some of the water from his head then walked very slowly up to this beautiful naked creature called Janet Rivers. This was the girl he had masturbated to on countless occasions. How many streams of semen. The effect was quite dramatic. Carol squealed more at the shock than the pain but knew control had symbolically and actually passed to her Mother. The onlookers watched as Marion’s hand bit deeply in to the fleshy left bottom cheek of her daughter, and the flesh of her buttocks swam around madly and was still swirling around as Marion’s hand again spanked her daughter, this time on her left bottom cheek. Jennifer smiled as she saw her friends bottom being battered and never seemed to stop. ’ ‘Yeah, whatever!’ he laughed good naturedly. ‘So James called me ‘cantankerous’, eh?’ ‘I believe he meant it in the kindest fashion, Sir. If …’ ‘Don’t go makin’ ‘scuses for others! Let them deal with their own mess.’ he said shaking a finger in my face. ‘Rule number one: a man makes his own way in life. He may get help from others, but his future is his own to make. Rule number two: best be worryin’ ’bout your own-self. Don’t worry over nobody that don’t worry over you. Everyday I’ll be.