.. My name is Ursula Bonvin. I’m a 56-year-old hotel owner and manager, from Ballymena in Northern Ireland, and my fantasy is to have sexual interco...rse with a horse.” She pauses, smiling a little, evidently happy that she’s finally said this out loud.We cut to a shot of her looking more relaxed, standing and leaning back against the sill of the dormer window, blue sky and countryside in the background – and telling her story direct to camera.“We’ve bought the hotel back in the late 90s and. Switching on the TV I sprawled out on the couch and leafed through thepages while the newscaster's on the screen gave details of the lateststories to hit the headlines.I finished off my beer and grabbed the remote flicking from channel tochannel, the latest episode of nightly soaps began, I sat back thepictures washing over me. Normally by this time both me and Amy wouldeither be seated on the single Armchairs or curled up on the settee,her in front while I stroked her hair or massaged her neck. ”He smiled slightly. “Nothing to worry about. Eventually I’ll adapt.”Addison brought her knees up and cuddled closer. “I can help,” she said. “I can tell you about things that happened.”Dad slipped his arm around her and squeezed. “Maybe. Stories won’t replace feelings or emotions. Don’t worry about it, honey. It is what it is.”Cuddled to his side, Addison picked up his scent. It was different. She tried to understand why. Then it hit her. Dad used to wear aftershave. Now he didn’t. Now, his. Massa hurt me down dere. He make sure I know not to run away no mo’ ‘n he make me do awful things to make me pay. He say I need to know my place so he tell his sons to do things to me down dere too. Iffin’ I wuz all de way white, I could choose who could know me in de bible way. Slave gals don’t have no say in dat. Adam been down almost 2 weeks. His fever dun broke but he tain’t ate nuffin’ yet. I be givin’ him tea with hyssop, nettle, ‘n honey in it fo’ when he get his strength back. .