It was nice the way we fit together and I told her that."What do you want to do next?" I asked her. "After all, I am your birthday present." I don't k...ow. Can we just talk for a while?" Sure. We can talk as long as you want. Or until three or so. Then I'm just going to fade out." I said."What do you want to talk about?" Well, I was wondering how you knew how to do that to me. You know, that thing you did in the living room when you were giving me the massage? How did you know that was going to. The banshee’s sound comes clear to my ears. ‘MURDERER! MURDERER! GUARDS COME, THERE IS A MURDERER!’ Bells begin chiming in a chaotic rhythm from different directions! Lights begin to shine in a cascading effect from the windows aligned down the street. ‘MURDERER! GUARDS! GUARDS!’ I feel an intense pulling at my navel and a tightening that threatens to implode my head as adrenaline courses through my body. I begin to run, run for my life. Lights continue to come on as people run to their window. .”“Go on...”“I like ... diaper play. Adult baby play, Sir.”“Okay, I’ve heard of it.”“I love the nurture part of it, but that’s not where it ends, Sir. For me, a few hours of nurturing, bathing, diaper changes, powdering...”“Breastfeeding?”“I’ve never had that, but...”“Here it’s very doable.”“Yes Sir. But after a couple of hours, I want...”She paused, seeming unwilling to go further.“Evangeline, go ahead. It’s okay. Most of us engage in incest role play. We’re very open-minded. We don’t worry. I began to feel a little frightened, completely exposed and at the mercy of this powerful, lustful man. Suddenly I felt Barry’s movements change. His thrusts became much harder and more violent and he began to grunt loudly with each thrust. It began to hurt me - just a little. “Barry... Be gentle... Please!” I whispered but he can't have heard me over his loud, sharp grunts and fast thrusts. Through eyes clouding with tiny tears of pain but still a great deal of pleasure, I saw in the mirror.