At the end of the six weeks I was asked to meet with Mr. Tanaka in his temple. I observed the traditions of the temple as I entered, removing my shoes...and giving a prayer to the statue at the head of the room before fully entering the temple.I moved forward and sat on my heels while I waited to be addressed by Master Tanaka. When he had finished his worshipping or just contemplation, he turned to me.“Mister Owen’s you have now shown me in person, what I had been able to see only on video up to. You were that guy my mother told me about. She was at that fair and she heard about the dairy sire competition, went to the two events and especially the second one after she saw you doing your thing in the first round. She even went to the barn and stall where you being groomed. She had a lot of tell me about that and I can’t believe here you are. You were the ‘Lover Of Goddesses’ and my mother said they were the most beautiful women she has ever seen. And, well, you were fucking all of them. I still used to wonder how deep she could have taken it.And today she was telling me that her lovely girlfriend with the fantastic boobs fucked a beer bottle and that she was turned on by it.Thus far insertion of strange objects and anal intercourse have been never open for discussion.My imagination went crazy and taking heed of her telling me this, caused made me horny as never before. I placed a pillow on her face, tied her wrists together above her head with the necktie I had worn that. So that was what she’d meant? She looked up her number and made a call. When her aunt answered the phone Florence told her she’d found her mother’s diary. ‘I was afraid you might,’ her aunt said. ‘I don’t know what’s in it, but it might be shocking.’ ‘I’ll read one entry to you,’ Florence said. When she’d done so it stayed silent at the other end of the line for a considerable time. ‘That’s even worse than I expected,’ her aunt said. ‘We were bamboozled, obviously – I always thought he’d died.