” I don’t think I hear him right. “What?” “P-U-S-S-Y. You need to stop being a baby-back bitch and get your dick wet.” “What?” I sput...er, dumbfounded by the transition. Jamal grins like mad, as if he’s discovered the greatest truth to man that’s ever been thought up. “The Olympics? Temporary glory, I say, unless you’re Phelps. Ain’t none of us like that freak, man, unless you’re popping drugs like candy. Shit fades unless you’re setting records, racking up gold, and getting your face. The powerful bird flapped slowly upward until it settled on the branch of a tall, dead tree at the other end of the canyon. The bird screamed and a second eagle swept through the air to join its mate. Dave quickly extinguished the lantern, picked up the shotgun, and stepped through the doorway. He was standing on a narrow ledge twelve feet from the canyon floor, and he saw a footpath that lead off to his right. The footpath was difficult to negotiate. Dave slipped on a small stick about half. I interwiev them too, so you won't get some ugly freak. They are STD free too as well as other members of the club. Do you have any questions?" Actually I have a lot of them." Go ahead." Well Miss I have some limits..." We'll talk about your taboos later. They won't be broken. But remember I don't accept slaves with too many taboos. Some things are just mandatory. What do you think of all that, boy?" I think I'm lucky I met you, Mistress."She smiled. "Do you think you can bear that?" Yes I can". “I’m your Juliet, idiot. You can’t say those words to anyone else but me!”“You’re the one who ran out of here,” Isidora protested. “You rejected me.”“Because you didn’t say the words.” I slid my hands up her thighs. “You didn’t declare it last night. You should have. When you were in me. When we were staring into each other’s eyes. I felt it. I felt your passion so strong it scared me. I needed you to be the futa and—”She bolted up, seized my arms, and kissed me hard. Her tongue thrust into my.