" I did NOT," Carlita squealed. "I told HIM that. His recipe did not call for iguana." And you're a heck of a guy to talk, anyway," Pat attacked. "You...ve eaten alligator. That's just a big wet iguana with no dietary restrictions..."Brindy giggled. Carlita swung her arm around my waist and turned to kiss me. "If you want iguana chili, I will be the one to cook it for you." I don't want iguana chili," I said. "And I think that Carlita's done very well with this. Let's eat."A meal as it's supposed. Sliding from the leather driver’s seat, I strolled to the front door, bag in hand. Turning the key in the lock, I opened the door. What awaited me was my beautiful slut, down on his knees, in what appeared to be netted, black stockings, a red, see through thong, black, calf-high boots with a heel, my netted black shirt finishing the outfit. Dressed in female clothing, I desired him all the more. I even took notice that he had applied eyeliner, mascara, blush, and a sinful red lipstick. Seeing. Herc smiled at me, “Much obliged, Wayfaring Stranger.” He had a jovial tone, “Mighty Christian of you. We’ll take over for now.”Then his voice deepened, coarsened, “Boy, go stand in the Punishment Corner. You’ll by God learn your lesson this time.” Hazel frowned, crossed her arms, muttered, “Amen.” Her lips were pressed together in a thin line.Riles said, “No.”“WHAT!”“We just rode out here to see what kind of heroic specimens could work up enough gumption to beat on a child.”The provocation. In a forest clearing, I found a man and a woman wrestling on the ground, rolling over and over in fact, while two Hessian jaegers watched the spectacle puffing on pipes. The woman had evidently been wearing a fancy sacque dress but was now in petticoat and stays while the young man fought her in shirtsleeves with the foreflap of his britches open and his eager member flapping about. His purpose was obvious, but the two men watching were laughing at his difficulties in accomplishing his goal. I.