STEVE WHO WAS ON MY LEFT SIDE, BEGAN TO SOFTLY RUB MY LEFT LEG ALL OVER. HIS HAND FELT SO GOOD ON MY SMOOTH NYLONS AS I SAT BACK. BUTCH HAD LIT HIS PO... PIPE AND HANDED IT TO ME. I COUGHED AND CHOKED AS I TOOK MY FIRST HIT AND IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES TOOK MANY MORE. WHILE I COUGHED OUT MOST OF THE POT SMOKE, I SOMEHOW DID MANAGE TO INHALE SOME AND FOUND MYSELF GETTING THIS STRANGE NEW GLOW. ONE THAT SUDDENLY SEEMED TO MAKE EVERYTHING MUCH SLOWER AND MELLOW TO ME. SITTING BACK, I WATCHED STEVES. Born to an English lord and Egyptian mother, she was an only child -- spoiled and pampered. Willful from birth, she developed latent tendencies towards cruelty and carelessness as she got older. The culmination of 22 years of reckless living, her relationship with Jamal had begun at the Puerto Bahnus during an alcoholic party and sex binge at the height of the season. With supreme self-pity and self-love, she concluded that her life was at a dead-end and that her parents and a corrupt system. The pasty white ceilings, drab curtain over the window, and plastic curtain on the other side were pretty obvious."I'm really sorry, but I was only trying to help you. Are you feeling all right now?" Yeah, I think so." I said in a voice that didn't seem quite like my own. "What happened?" You were drowning. You wouldn't let go of my legs, and I couldn't pull myself up either. So I did the only thing I could think of." And that was?" I really hoped that I could learn more about what had recently. Sogar Parfum.Ich genoss es. Es war herrlich, so umsorgt zu werden. Und als mir dannendlich aus dem Spiegel ein kleines M?dchen mir entgegen sah, fand ichdas toll.Mir hatte vor dem Wochenende gegraut, und nun wollte ich, dass es nichtzu Ende gehen w?rde. Mom grinste jedes Mal, wenn ich mit der Puppespielte wie ein kleines M?dchen.Und dann klingelte es an der T?r. Wer konnte das sein? Wohl ein Nachbar.Ich ging ein wenig zur Seite, damit mich niemand versehentlich sah.Aber dann lie? Mom einen Mann.