Couldn't you have at least warned me, or dropped a few hints?" I was scared and, maybe, more than a little bit pissed at how he was treating me now. A...l of my life I checked with Willie about almost every decision I'd made. When dad died, I never did anything without Willie telling me that it was okay. He wasn't being fair now."I'm sorry C.C. You're right. I thought there was more time and that it wasn't necessary for you to learn. I'm sorry. I guess I just don't want everyone to suffer because. Well, that was the story of my next month and a half at Joy, and the place was well named! Every other night, I had a new visitor, and we went through the whole learning experience all over again. It truly was a learning experience, because I found every woman to be different in her own way, but every one well worth getting to know. By the time it was over with, the women were overheard to say that I was so good at pleasing a woman that I could go into the male-whore business and retire within. ”“Please. . .ma’am. Don’t.”“Are you telling me what to do?” She was nearly shouting.“No.”“I hope not,” she said leaning close to my ear and speaking in a confidential tone, “In fact I think you are the type who likes to be told what to do, instead of the other way around. Am I right?”“Yes ma’am,” I replied, trying to give her answers she wanted so she wouldn’t prolong the one-sided conversation. I desperately needed to go to the bathroom, but dared not say anything unbidden.“You’re a sissy who. In fact ,over the next 3 years , not only did the minister fuck me again, but he felt that would good for to invite a number of others from the Clergy,who also felt an internal cleansing was the right way,and so much so,that I had to recieve two cocks at a time. One day when I was celebrating my 17th birthday, the minister decided to give an unexpected Birthday Present, he arranged that after the special service held in my honour,that Sister Agness & Father Simon would help with my birthday.