” His words made me want to pounce on top of him. I was frustrated. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of him, but I couldn’t believe this new...Jamie was here to stay. “Jamie, what if today’s it?” I began. His face clouded, and he put his finger on my lips. But I needed to say it. “Really, Jamie, what if there wasn’t some miracle, and today is our only day. I want to be with you, if only this one time.” “Why would today be it? I mean I don’t understand…” but then he stopped. “It’s today isn’t. .. Thats followed by our inhouse Orgy upon your Virgins pussy arse where you will be taken & used by all Ladys of the House invited too the Ceramony as too take away you little pritty bitchboy Pride who has'nt been used for anal in 5 weeks before such Ceramony that your pussy arse will be Nice'n'Tight like a sweet little Virgin & have been chastised as our bitchboy too making you feel very much more Hornyier & Randy you will be wanting such my little Bitchboy you will... (1) = Light Blue/Navy. The love of humanity and beauty is so obvious, my breath catches, and I move closer still. The man follows and walks to me. He glances at my hands now stroking the sculpture and he smiles again, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I start to warm in spite of my soft sundress flowing loosely around me.My glittering Italian sandals catch on the floor as I step back, tripping me. The Artist catches me before I fall, pulling me tightly into his arms. I feel the pulse of electricity between us as I. Aforth was in front of him holding a baby's bottle and again hestruggled. The soft rubber tip of the bottle touched his lips as theymoved his head so it was laying on a lap.Mark had to swallow the water trickling down his throat and continuedtill that first bottle was empty. He was given a second and a third ashis control slowly returned. By the time he was finished nursing thatthird bottle he could move but he was too weak still to do much. He wasclear headed when the van door was opened. Mark.