Katie saw it in Giselle’s eyes. The hate, the scorn, that was to be expected. The guilt, the recognition. Katie sighed. Giselle had something to do ...ith Katie’s unmistakable urge to find that man again. Katie wanted to take Kirk’s car and drive madly after that feeling. She tightened her grip on the case in her hands and affected her fakest smile. It was hardly convincing. “Hello again, Giselle.”“Bonjour,” Giselle could fake civility well enough to deserve an Oscar.“Where’s Val?” Kirk asked.. If he simply asked himself he would be given a small supply and told to mind his own business; told with infinite politeness, but told nevertheless.After his bath, attended by two bath girls who were completely cut and exhibited no trace of a vagina, or even a scar, he slipped into bed and waited. He had brought with him a new toy he wished to try out before offering it to his host on the morrow.It consisted of what looked like two Ben-Wa balls connected by about two feet of transparent wire. When I’m done I come back and kiss him. Xavier flips me over and positions himself between my legs and my heart begins to race. This is what I’ve wanted since I walked out of this door a week or so ago. Xavier grasps his hard cock and slowly moves it up and down my entrance, lubricating himself with my juices. “Please,” I moan with anticipation. “Please.” Xavier looks into my eyes and releases himself, the tip of his cock just barely inside me. He leans down and kisses me. He lowers his hips. She saw his lust and opened her arms to him. He had always eased his lust by ravishing he women of those who lost the battle. But the battle still raged. He could feel it in his blood. Her soft body aroused him more. He mounted her and thrust hard and deep into her. She thrashed and screamed as he forced his monstrous erection completely into her. He took her hard, hurting her, reveling in her screams of pain. And when she arched and shrieked, her body convulsing with a massive orgasm, his lust.