Garvey could sympathise with that. But he had some problems. "There's too much we don't know", he pointed out. "I mean, do I have a womb? Ovaries? All...that sort of stuff? Can I get pregnant? And what happens if I do? We haven't been told to keep control for a day or two just because the government wants to kill our fun, you know".Janice cocked her head to one side, looking for all the world like a quizzical parrot. "As recently as last Friday", she reminded, "you fucked me over that desk. And I. Needless to mention, it was not the first time I got fucked in the ass, I happen to be an anal sex lover, well experienced in that department, besides, it would be much easier for him to be fucking my ass, rather than my pussy, especially in that hard position, so he decided to try it, and his decision was both a success and welcomed by me. I felt a little pain when it was going in, but it all vanished so fast and I started feeling the pleasure that goes with him fucking my ass, especially when. I start to scream for help and he slaps me hard on my face asking me to stop screaming. I continue to scream for help and he slaps me hard on my face again this time even harder and nonstop 5 – 6 slaps across my face. I get scared of him as he was hurting me so I ask him nicely please let me go don’t do this please but even that did not work on him. He removes hi s t shirt starts to remove his jeans and I continue to beg him to let me go. His intentions were clear to me now and all I wanted to. "Maybe you are related to Tennyson. So, what, you don't write any more?" Nah. You smoke weed?" Hell yeah, but I can't right now, cuz I gotta go back in soon and they make me kneel down and pray with them before bed." He rolled his eyes. "They smell the smoke on me and they'll crucify me-- even if it was just tobacco. I doubt they know what pot smells like, but it's smoke." Bummer." But hey, it's good to know there are cool rednecks out here in Bumfuck. I'll be eighteen in a few months and then.