“Don’t you ever come back to us, Dave. You are no child of mine, not anymore.”He was buried to his waist with dirt, and he couldn’t move any f...rther. He shouted her name, trying to claw his way out of the hole, but it was no use. Rose was carried into the village, leaving him behind. It was the last he saw of her.It took hours for Dave to dig himself out of the hole. With his bare hands, he shoveled the ground around him to free his limbs from the dirt. For hours, he felt as his body wanted to. "There," the aging master said in Tamil, as he applied his lastbrush-stroke. "It is a perfect painting, as perfect as Devi herself. Alas, it shall never appear in real life." After sipping a glass ofwater, he yelled out, "It is finished, my model. You can move now."Off to the side, near the back wall of the painter's studio, Devi heaveda sigh of relief. She put down the chintzy shell sculpture, plasticscepter, and artificial purple rose in her hands, and brought theking-sized onion ring back to. Tina said, “Let me do another shot off your wonderful cock and I’ll let you fuck me again.”I said, “Okay but my friends would never believe this.”Tina smiled and said, “So take some pictures of me if you want too. Take some of you fucking me if you want too. Hell take some of me sucking your salty cock.”I got my twelve mega-pixel digital camera and turned it on. Tina posed for me and then she got her next drink ready. I laid back and watched as my beautiful cousin sucked my cock into her mouth. I was just about to retire Monica for good when I discovered internet chat rooms. All the chatting I could ever want, and thanks to an unlimited access Internet Service Provider, it wouldn't bankrupt me.Over the next few years my female personality grew stronger and more confident. I was told by many of my cyber lovers that I was the best sexual experience they'd ever had. I was good and I knew it. I also enjoyed it immensely. Bringing myself to climax, as I did the same for my cyber lover.