Do you mind if I interview you?” “Yes. I prefer to Not be interviewed as I officially do Not exist! If you interview me cruel humans will hunt me ...nd other centaurs! They don,t understand or believe in us and what men don,t understand they destroy! I Know this much!” “Okay then just talk to me!” “Promise you won,t write about me?” “Okay! It will hurt me financially, but I do not intend to kill you or other centaurs. Please just talk to me as I,m curious about your existence? Can we chat. Her heart pounded as Bakercuffed her wrists outside the cell!Baker entered the cell and pulled Diane by the hipswhile directing her to bend forward. Diane felt herselfguided into an “L” shaped position, with her armsoutstretched and hands cuffed to the bars, the hugemelons of her breasts hanging down.Baker pinched Diane’s thighs apart and then to herhorror felt her slipping a lubricated finger into herrectum!“Just relax, Mrs. Hughes,” Baker chided, while slidingher. I was in heaven and just held onto his head as I stood there in all my naked glory. Gently he turned me around, and I thought we were headed up when I felt his tongue on my ass, then slide into my crack. I knew what he wanted, and so I complied by bending over against the stairs with my ass pushed back and I then pulled my little cheeks apart. He responded with his tongue by burying it into my very tight and horny hole. My cock was twitching and leaking like never before and I just wanted to. Brenda thanked me for reminding her how great sex could be with the right person and for keeping her with her precious daughter.Unfortunately I never got to make that trip.Three weeks after they left, the country fell into a recession, one that developed more rapidly than any other in my memory. It was not a bad one as those things go but construction was the first thing to feel the hit. As soon as my part of my current job ended, there was nothing... absolutely nothing... in my line to move.