"But Uncle Peter," she'd complained innocently to me one day when I admonished her for some ill thought out comment she'd made, "I thought this was th... land of free speech." That doesn't mean you can insult us every time you open your mouth." But Uncle," Don't Uncle me Amelie. You were brought up much better than that. You don't see your new friends insulting French food or French inefficiency or French waffling on every important issue they face or" We don't waffle on" Christ sweetie, French. « Are your balls sore? » she sneered, « Believe me that tonight your disgusting cock and balls will be in so much pain that you’ll wish not to have them » She marched me down the path naked to her car but this time she didn’t throw me into the boot. Instead, she made me sit in the passengers seat, handcuffed my wrists behind it and put a hood over my head so I was completely in the dark. As she drove, each time she changed gear or stopped at a crossroad, she punched my hard in the balls and. Then that last time Mary had so many orgasms that I could not count them. All I knew was that my sister was smiling, Mary’s miniskirt was wet in the front, and that there was a small puddle on the floor between Jimmy and I.My reward was not as good as I had anticipated. I felt sure that Mary’s offer of sex would get an equal or better offer…but it didn’t. What I did get was to see the class slut naked for ten minutes in my sister’s bedroom while she stood right there. Big fucking deal, I would. But I'd like to explain how I feel about it, and how it has been crucial in maintaining my own commitment to Brother Dexter as my spiritual guide and mentor.The first few times I went to do a libation I was extremely nervous, and even a little embarrassed, but Brother Dexter had a way of calming me. He assured me that I had nothing whatsoever to be embarrassed about in performing a libation. He explained that these moments that he and I spent together in private consultation was precisely what.