." Shefalls silent, hesitant to offend.You lean forward, gently taking her into a kiss, then,smiling, whisper, "I know. Maybe next Beltane."She thinks...about that, and then her smile grows to a littlegrin and her eyes sparkle. "If not before then..." There isthat soft, trusting smile again, as she yawns and says,"I'm not done, am I." No. Dream now; talk to the Lady."You kiss her eyes shut, gently easing her down against youand down to sleep. Your gaze caresses her naked formawhile, memorizing. Beginning that night the black man - his name was Odell - brought men in to fuck me. I began to dread the click of the locks in the door because i knew it was another trick for me to service. At first I was sullen and uncooperative, but a severe ass whipping from Odell put the fear of Lord Satan into me. It happened after the second trick; the guy complained that I was a dead fuck, according to Odell. He came in the room, cuffed both my hands to the sink, and started giving me a beating like I. But Navya aunt needed help with the water can, so she asked me to put that on top of the filter. Usually, I don’t put water can at my home. So, I didn’t know the right way and messed up and I got wet from that. While helping me clean up, Navya aunty’s saree fell from her shoulder and her boobs were visible without knowing. My dick got very hard seeing that.Navya aunty realized the situation and quickly covered herself. Then I excused myself and went back home. From that day onward, I couldn’t. "As the lady took his money, behind her another employee rapidly filled a ceramic mug with coffee and added a double helping of creme and sugar. A third lady grabbed the wagon-wheel-shaped cruller doughnut and placed it on a ceramic plate that matched the mug. All the while Whitefeather continued to cogitate frantically.As he sat down at a convenient table, he happened to glance at a brown brick building across the street. The parking lot was almost full.'AI, what is going on at that arena.