Glenna had a cattle prod, Belinda a harsh single tail whip and Sophia cane. It took them no time to chain him to the cross. They faced the slave to ...he members in audience because they wanted the members to see the anguish and despair of the male as they tortured him. Sophia lit a cigarette, took several puffs, and then began blowing smoke in the slave’s face. He coughed every time she did this. Sophia caught onto his rhythm. She worked up a substantial size spit ball then took a drag on. The onlly good my mom was now was to cook wich was the only thing that brought her happeniess with me but i got sick of her wayz and soon left her house hold to become a pimp 15 yr old boy in my new neighborhood.I wrote the previous sections of this story 6 years ago in 2004. Now I am 19 and 275lbs. My sister finally got home from college she went and became a doctor. Since she's a gynecologist we've started up our orgies again with the old kids from the neighborhood in simlacon asia. I'm here. I can see the beauty in everyone, half-naked or not. We all stand a little taller today and you can feel it. The thousands of labels fade to background noise, as does the dislike between each other. Despite what people think there is still hate among our rainbow. Which label has it worse, who’s better than the other, who can and can’t be proud and take part. Today, that doesn't matter. Everyone puts it to the back burner. Even for just a day, we remember why pride is pride, what everyone fought. I had a silver tray of various cookies on the table and my grandmother’s best china cups which had been handed down. The kitchen was warm with friendship and aromas. As conversation progressed, Inger remarked about the ‘silly’ garments she had witnessed in the ladies department the other day. ‘Honestly, now how many of you would wear a bustier and matching thong for your husband’ she asked indigently. They all agreed saying their husbands probably wouldn’t even notice anyway………and I’m thinking.