All the girls here are given a prescription of it if they aren’t on some other kind already.’ Maggie giggled as she swallowed, ‘I was fitted for...diaphragm, but I heard they offered these and I figured it’d help with menstrual cramps so, why not?’ Wotan laughed. ‘That’s clever. They really cover their bases here. Well then we’re agreed. Eh Mike?’ ‘Sounds good to me. I think I could use the help.’ He said pushing back his half empty plate. He’s eaten as much as he could but he was too squeamish. I had ridden out one day to meet my husband in the fields and they stared as if some goddess had arrived, some were naked and I tried to avert my eyes, but their manliness was so obvious, especially compared to my husbands, I had wanted to see for myself, as the ladies often spoke of it and aroused my curiosity, and now from the back of my horse I was surrounded by them, each one bigger than the next, this one, now in my kitchen probably did not know then I had chosen him, he was longish and. .. ah~~ will... will be killed... ah~~ I want to kill people. ~~ Light... lighter." "Hey ~ ~ such a beautiful ... beauty, even have to come out ... find ... find out! Do not know how your father and mother will give birth to you such a small slut? At a young age, let the man do it, Which man is coming to you, you must wear a green hat every day."Ah... ah~~ No... Don't say that... Say people... um~~ No... ah... ah~~ again... come in again... deeper... ah~~" The middle-aged male guest moved. As sweat gathered on his forehead, Mbuji's bulking hand started to squeeze his prominent bulge. ­He lifted his heavy balls and with his yellowish palm began to stroke his long shaft hidden beneath his trousers. Craig looked out into the darkness. His fear growing tenfold as his vision scouted the old railway line - it led to nowhere.As the sweltering heat swept through the open vehicle, Craig turned back to Mbuji. 'So do you know the place or not?' he said with the voice of a broken man. Mbuji.