"So what do you think, Ashley? I can probably last about halfan hour if I'm really going for it, how about you?" Half an hour at fulleffort?! I panick...d. I only really lasted about 5 minutes going slow,let alone half an hour! Even though long sex didn't necessarily equalgood sex, my mind hastily reassured myself. Quick, he's looking at you!My mind added, and I rushed to come up with an answer."I'd say probably about that too, maybe a little under." There, Isighed, that sounded plausible didn't. I knew what was going to happen was dangerous, but I had accepted that. One idea of this was to prove to the members that I could handle whatever pain came my way. I just hoped I was right. This session would certainly cause me pain. Lots of pain. And once it started, there would be absolutely nothing I could do to stop it. We had agreed he could abuse me for ninety minutes. A full feature film for Ron, an hour and a half suffering for me, and pleasure for the person doing it to me. He was told. ‘Well that works out well—’ Zzzzz! ‘—cause I like drillin’ ya!’ The two giggled and played as they built two frames. Each measured four feet square. Together they lifted one atop the other and eased the stack into alignment. ‘Are you done with me now?’ asked Lionel. ‘Nope! Not quite. Now we have to mix the dirt.’ Sure enough, several big bags of peat moss, compost and topsoil lay waiting. Sondra studied the newly built bed. ‘Do you think the dirt will leak out between the two layers?’ ‘I don’t. I work there from 6pm until midnight during the week. I gotta tell you, we get the most interesting people in here. Believe me man, I have seen it all.We get a lot of local u******e high school k**s coming in here trying to buy booze for their parties with fake id’s. I won't risk getting arrested by selling to minors so I card pretty hard. However, the young girls know I'll sell them beer, but no hard liquor if they flash me their boobs. The authorities sometimes send decoys in here trying.