Where do you suggest?''There's some bathrooms a couple of blocks from here. That'll give us some privacy.'We continued walking and talking. Apparently...she'd been homeless for a few months, panhandling. Got thrown out of her apartment with her boyfriend. She'd do everything he told her, she said. I wondered what she meant by that...'Did he make you fuck other guys?''No, d**gs.''Are you still using right now?''Yeah, heroin.''Oh right'.'What's your name, by the way? How old are you?''Ally. I'm 23'. Nevertheless, once she'd processed the information, she'd found thememory of seeing Xander in such a compromising position to have been--and to be--very arousing. Even the thought that his cock and balls weredoomed to failure in the sense that they could never fulfill theirbiological destiny by impregnating another male was exciting to Buffybecause the frustration of the genitals' purpose--and, on a more cosmiclevel, she realized, God's will--was, although evil and sinful,titillating.Two women. Swish, swish two more landed dead centre on my clenched buttocks. “Don’t move!” came the instruction from Annie. Swish, swish. “You didn’t think you were only going to get punished by one of us, did you?” said Julianne as she got into her stride. Swish a stinger across the top of my legs making me yell. “That’s better, I think you said it was supposed to hurt.” She brought down three more strokes across my bum, swish, swish, swish, making my eyes water and I shouted with the pain. I got up. Melinda and her crew were a lesbian and bisexualall female group. The other interesting points were the group main membershipswere Hispanics and Blacks. It seemed that white females in the group were inthe ?support? club. One day the two groups pulled into a bar and began drinkingand arguing over who should ride bitch. Mike being the fierce competitor he waswagered with Melinda. The wager was the loser of the bet lost their ride andbecame the other?s bitch and slave. The loser would also loose.