Kind of scary, though. Suppose somebody came in? Or--well, Jack made him stand close to the window, for the light, he said, and suppose someone in a...other apartment building had a telescope and was looking at him? He would die, just die.Another thing that worried him was when the painting was finished Jack might want to show it, and then everybody would know. When they saw him they would snicker at the boy wearing girl's clothes, the boy with breasts.Well, it wasn't his fault. Master had. I heard Master laugh to himself as he noticed this. “My horny little slut” he laughed, “if you’re a good girl and take your punishment like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would like that wouldn’t you?” “Yes Master, I would like that very much.” I replied breathlessly. “I knew you would” he laughed, and with that he spread my ankles farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then lifting my hands high above my head and securing them as well.. Now we have Paul against Moses. Heck, we have Jesus against Moses! Abbie has a point about getting your head out of the book, but I could equally say you haven’t REALLY read it!”“I grew up in a church that was probably like yours,” Jessica said. “And so did Kara. We both found it to be stifling and a poor guide for how to live our lives. We do go to church occasionally, but we don’t live our lives according to two-thousand-year-old teachings that don’t speak to us. It would be like Abbie. Use a smaller piece ... next time... ' she thought as she touched one hand to her bloody, ruptured belly. 'That looks a lot like it came out of a meat pack... ' Curious as to how she might taste as a piece of half-cooked meat, she lifted her bloody hand toward her face, changing her mind at the last instant as she stared at the skin of her hand, bubbling and coated with digestive fluid from her ruptured inner core. 'Definitely ... smaller piece next time!'She passed out, her body healing at its.