”I said, “Mr. Jones, I would never!”He interrupted me, “Oh, wait, Kathy, I’m not suggesting you do anything like that or even that you might... I’m only suggesting, since Joe has shown a fetish for the fantasy of you being involved with a black man, and I know it was only a kiss that you have been trying to put behind you, but in his mind he wants this to be a now thing like you just got home from kissing the black man, and,”I interrupted him, “You are saying you think Joe wants me to get fucked. His washboard abdomen half blinded me."You ready?" Jesse jogged on the spot and I nodded, feeling anything other than ready.Any ideas that we could have had a conversation while we jogged were blown away by the time we reached the end of the road. Jesse was obviously a really good runner. After the first hundred yards he shortened his stride, a bit less like a gazelle, so I could attempt to keep up. We took a turn around the block and then start up across the paddocks, heading at an oblique. "She needed teaching a lesson Master Mike." I don't doubt it, just don't leave any permanent marks or you'll be answering to Me," came My stern reply before the door shut."Well Missy, looks like someone is keeping an eyes on you, but I think you've learn your lesson. I don't think you're going to raise any objections to the rest of the proceedings, are you?" One of the men said, moving around in front of you. You just sobbed until the man grabbed your hair & pulled your face up to meet his."Are. She ignored itand immediately started chatting up Brenda.She was beautiful.She was slumming.She was pleasure-seeking, touring the stars and flirting with everyhedonistic joy imaginable -- rubbing elbows with gutter species,vagabonds, and runaways just for the experience. Just to be able to sayshe'd been there, or seen that, or done this. Just to validate her ownsuperiority.I wanted desperately to wrap myself up on her icy blue skin.I wanted to know how it tasted ... to ... to be all.