How could I say that? Because, after all these years, I've found it fun to be nasty. I help with the tormenting, and my boss lets me have some pleas...re. And I _really_ don't want to make him unhappy. You'll learn that soon enough.Just shut up and listen. You see, a long time ago, I made a deal with the devil. I offered my soul to be utterly and completely irresistible. Funny thing is, I wasn't too careful with my words. So what I got was this package. I'm _exactly_ what a man would. “Young lady, open this door now,” he shouted. “Otherwise, I’m coming in to get you myself.”When there was no response from his 14 year old daughter, he banged his fist on the door making the whole trailer shake. “You better do as I tell you, you little brat.”The grandmother was holding her breath, hoping her son wouldn’t have to resort to breaking down the door. But, this time he came prepared with a long, thin nail which he inserted into the tiny hole in the door knob and the door swung. The man's cock began to shoot cream again, and it joined his on his Mistress's belly, thighs and pussy. As quickly as the man came, he left. Leaving the Boi and his Mistress alone and panting. Mistress smiled up at her Boi and said, “You may go get a wet towel and clean me up now, Boi.” He ran to the master bathroom to get her a warm wet towel and came back to see her smearing the cum on her thighs. She grinned up and said, “Since you were such a good Boi, you may have a taste before cleaning. It was three years after I first hit on the idea of Ruthie writing about fetishes. Her book was first distributed to those that could read Braille for themselves. It was in the contract that it was to be published in that form and couldn't be put into print for the general reading public until the first Braille printing was totally sold out. Ruthie thought by doing it this way, blind people would have something first and not something that was translated.The book was more of a success than we.