"P..P..Polly?" she questioned and then stopped as she saw the leer on theman's face."Yes - Polly, that's who you'll be. Mary Anne Nichols is now your ...ame, oryour real name, but everyone knows you as Polly. You can be Polly, like Iwas for awhile, 'aving to sell yourself to live. You were ready enough touse oi, so maybe's you can try it and keep Albert here, for that's whatoi'll be calling myself now, in comfort for a while".The new Polly's face went pale as she registered the horror of. "Girl come out I ain't gonna hurt you" What about the dog?" she yelled back finally deciding the futility of her situation."Oh Captain he won't hurt you either." He said in a sure voice. She scrambled from under the overgrowth and crawled out he was maybe five feet away she could still probably hurt him if she had to."Well come on" He said "supper is cooking and I ain't go time for your foolishness if you want to eat then come on." She stood and followed him he didn't even look back she could. " Thanks." I said.***Dusty was dashing as I had always been told he was. Truthis that I always knew it, but I was actually letting myselfadmit that I noticed it. I felt a genuine thrill knowingthat I had gone through the effort of making sure I lookedsexy for this handsome man. It only added to my pleasurewhen he let me know that he thought I did indeed look sexy.We had a wonderful, and dare I say romantic, dinner. Icould not believe how I felt. 'Keep this up, boy, and youjust might get some. Marcel and Mathilda had become two of the people that Peggy felt comfortable having one of her poly-orgasmic experiences with. They loved being with her and she felt safe with them. Peggy’s thoughts turned to this morning’s pleasant sexual encounter. Peggy woke up to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. When she rolled over she saw that Marcel and Mathilda had left the bed. She was alone and horny. In spite of all sex she had the night before, she was sexually aroused. She got up and went to the.