"Would you expect me to let you fuck me anytime you wanted, and would you expect me to do all sorts of kinky sexual stuff?" No, of course not. I would...'t expect anything other than you to try real hard to improve your life." I answered."No thanks then." Kitty responded. "The only honest way a kept woman can pay for what she gets is by sucking, fucking and doing kinky sexual stuff." Damn it Kitty I'm being serious here." I said with frustration in my voice."Okay, so you're being serious," Kitty. "This isn't a boy at all - it's CountessElizabeth Bathory, who has been sent her by her cousin, Prince Togor, toinspect the books of Smolensk!"Taking me by the hand, the mayor led me to his ox-cart, and the two of usclimbed into the cart. Whipping his oxen furiously, the mayor soon setthem into motion, and he drove the cart all the way to his sumptuous housenear the town hall. As soon as we'd arrived at his house, the mayorlifted me out of his ox-cart and went up to his front door, on which. "I'm a nurse, we see a lot of things that society wishes weren't so and I know human nature. You're lonely and frustrated, not a good combination, especially now Tom's here and unable to oblige you," Pamela replied. "Besides, if you don't I might make a move on him myself," she finished with a giggle."Pamela!" Jenny giggled in return."Well, he is a handsome devil and as lovely as Henry is, he's no Adonis and his own libido is now a little lacking too," Pamela answered, blushing somewhat."No men. " I don't have a rock." If you think about one hard enough, I believe you will find one right next to your foot." My foot? There's no rock next to my foot." Not yet, concentrate on there being a rock next to your foot." Hey, look at that, a great big rock right next my foot." Now use that to smash the barrier." Okay ... here we go ... just getting a grip ... and ... Hold on, I gotta imagine a smaller rock ... that's better. Here we go and ... Holy Shit!"Pete retreated from the veteran guide's.