A much worshipped idol of myth and legend, a demigod of extinct primitive civilisations, the Beast is an ancient symbol of fertility, strength and vig...ur. A giver of life, a bringer of joy, a source of pride or an object of derision, it can be an evil predator, a doer of wrong, or an instrument of joy and loving union. A creature of moods,the Beast can be warm, tender and loving or it can be spiteful, rough and brutal, feeding its primeval hunger without care or compassion. Secret object of. Or might even do "do" anyway, but you keep it strictly to yourself. Sorry girls, it's all to do with stupid male ego.Now where was I? Oh yeah, I'd just asked George to change the subject."Where you been lately anyway, Doug? You ain't been in here since last Friday, we almost came to the point of renting your stool out." Been very busy George, new contract. All a little hush-hush I'm afraid, can't say much about it. But if it comes off, I'm up for a bleeding great bonus and no doubt a promotion. And, the identity of the Locker Room Thief!That's right. Despite all my frustration and embarrassment, I had managedto put two and two together: I remembered that I had seen Ray hangingaround the LockerRoom ever since I started the stakeout; I recalled thathe'd used a key to turn off the Alarm on the Emergency Exit- -And from the way he'd engineered my humiliation so masterfully, I figuredthat he must harbor a deep hatred of Straight Men, which was why he gothis jollies stealing their clothes. " Are you really going to go through with this? Are you really going to cheat on your husband again and so close to home, again? You are a slut a dirty little whore. Why is your pussy wet; why is it throbbing? No! Don't touch it. Don't touch your pussy move your hand away. Stop moaning. Stop enjoying the sensations his tongue on your right nipple is causing you. Oh who the fuck am I kidding? I need this. I long for this. I lie in bed at night touching myself imaging this. Maybe not with this.