"Oh, yes you did, mistress!" Ackabubenlatu was adamant. "You wanted a bodythat the perky brunette who lives in 2C would sit up and take notice of and,...hough I was loath to do so, that's exactly the kind of body I gave you!" Well, how was I to know that a sweet young thing like she appears to be justhappens to be is a closet lesbian who has a thing for long legged blondebombshells who are built like brick shithouses?" That, as I have told you before, is not my problem." I know! I know!. ? he stuck his pinky finger inside my anus. ?this is now called my shit hole as that is what it really is?. Say, I like that name better than cunt. That will also be your new name, shithole. Your new full name is now, shithole cunt slut. Yes I like that.? he stepped up on my toes and feet pressing down. ?These feet are mine to torture also shithole.? the name brought him pleasure as he smiled every time he said it. ?now, lower your hands, I will show you your basic slave. Back home in themirror her reflection told her that. "Well, if I can't catch Adam,perhaps I can catch some other young man," she thought. But really, shejust wanted that slim fawn-like boy.That afternoon, wearing her new yellow sun-dress, she sat on the porchlooking at the street. Should she go looking for him? Was it all afoolish woman's fancy? If they had an affair, what would the neighbourssay, what would the whole village think? Common sense said nonsense. Onone side was what purported to. It’s not exactly something you get to see happen everyday you know,” the young man stated. The rest of the group agreed, and they all asked if it was OK to tag along.“I don’t see the harm in it. As long as everyone stays quiet and doesn’t interfere. It’s a very delicate ritual that requires absolute concentration,” Sheena told them.“You don’t have to worry about anything from us. Hell, I’d treat this as a history class from beyond, and I’m sure my auntie will attest to how much I love history!”.