He watched the hand prints on my bum turn pink and then gave me a couple more hard ones and then watched them turn pink. He ran his hands over the are... that he had just slapped and asked how that felt, I just moaned a little and said that was lovely just like the old days. I felt him lift his hand up high and I arched my back to present my bottom to give him a better target. Seeing this he brought his hand down hard SMACK, and the again quickly SMACK, mmmmmm I moaned which fired his lust to. Then it hit both of us, what about us. Were we going to take part in their “play” as well? Was Amber not a lesbian, but bi- sexual? That would be even better than being a lesbian. It’s hard to imagine anything being better than a lesbian, but this was way better. We were still motionless there just flabbergasted at the thoughts we were pondering over Amber’s little conversation. Amber hung the phone and feelings flooded her head. I still don’t think she knows who I am. Amber thought to herself,. Whatever scared The Preacher most probably had him acting very defensively whenever he saw The Pioneer. And on top of that it put a conscious knowledge into The Preacher that there were forces stronger than nature itself surrounding The Carriage House. I do know that the descendants of The Preacher had stayed away from The Carriage House themselves and didn’t want anybody going anywhere near it. Of course, the spiders and the snakes were reason enough, but I believe there was far more to it. The water felt really cool hitting my sizzling skin. I used the soap and washed my sweaty body off. Everything felt so nice in the shower. All of a sudden, I felt cool air hit my body. I turned around and right as I did, I saw my grandma in her pink bathrobe staring at my naked body. She took off her robe and started to join me in the shower, "It's so humid I think I'm gonna die." My grandma said.I held my grandmothers hands so she wouldn't fall as she entered the shower... with me. What was.