Until only my sister’s form remained, filled out and signed. I’m told the other girls at the party laughed at her as she realized what happened. I...can only imagine my poor sister's final thoughts as the people she thought were her friends, humiliated her and tormented her before she was butchered for their barbeque.” Alex sat silently a ball of guilt and anxiety building in her stomach as she listened with morbid curiosity to her mother’s tale.“I couldn’t save my big sister. That's why I have. At once Tracey’s heart froze in fear at the title of the place. Her nervousness got even worse when she saw him staring straight at her and smiling.“So hola, ladies and gentlemen. This is the Museum of the Inquisition, I am sure that many of you have heard of the countless cruelties committed during that dark period in our history. And why you may ask do we have a museum dedicated to such atrocities? Because we do not wish people to forget the horrific past. That is why we have created this. ”Sean laughed at me, “Yes you are; to both and you are a spoiled brat.”I looked at the presents Sean laid on the table and sighed. He was right, I was shallow and spoiled. I wanted all three presents. He was also right that I was a whore; well his whore. My past actions, desires, and the things I did for him and let him do to me proved that time and time again. I sighed and got up on the table. It was not only the thought of the presents that made me do what he asked; it was also the. ”“I would love to be one of those women, would you like me to organise a second woman for you?,“ she told me as she kissed me passionately with those wonderful lips, then with her tongue as well, something I had wanted since I first saw her.A week later at three in the afternoon I am laying back at forty-five degrees on our couch, naked, wearing just my heels, my legs wide apart as Helene is giving me my first ever lesbian experience with my naked man watching on and enjoying, as he teases his.