Can you bear to do that?' She was right, I thought: the whole visit had been surprisingly pleasant, and I wondered if I'd been missing something. Stil..., if she was with me I was up for anything, and I told her so. I felt calm and focused: the emotions of the day had boiled down into a glowing nugget of anger that I planned to nurture. You know how to do that.As we entered the hostal Elena jumped up and ran to the reception desk, looking at me expectantly. Anita seemed irritated and somehow. "I hope you'll be in a more receptive mood."With that, the opened the door and left, bolting it behind him. Ann's eyes flooded with tears. She collapsed on the bed moaning to herself."What have I done? Oh God, what have I done now?" Her clenched fists pounded the bed beside her in frustration. She had never felt so alone and helpless in her entire life. She sobbed herself into a deep but troubled sleep, her mind dwelling on the envelope above, and wondering how much she would have to go through. ”This time, the talk among the elders was much more animated. John could tell that he had hit upon a truth that was already recognized among the elders. One of the other elders asked, “So what are you suggesting John Carter?”“The woman offered herself to me on behalf of the tribe. The tribe did not offer her to me. The tribe is still free to offer me anything that will maintain peaceful relations.”William grinned as he asked, “Such as?”John thought about it for a long time and then said,. As more of the men walked past me glaring at my body I could feel a tension wetness building between my legs. I wanted to touch myself, but that was impossible. I don’t even think I would have cared that all these men were watching. My desire for relief was overwhelming. One of the older men placed his finger on my nipple, running it between my legs. His touch, that violation, pushed me over the edge. I came in violet waves of ecstasy. The degradation of such a personal act being publicly.