Under the metallic blood-odour the acid smell of urine was noticeable. The teenaged slave bent back to get fresh air. If she vomited, she would have t... lick off her stomach‘s content a second time, of course. She brought her tongue back to the horrible lake and tested the puddle’s clotted edge. Then, without allowing herself to think, she reamed a long lane through the ghastly substance, revealing the silvery surface hidden underneath. The fiendish routine of abuse and torture had cooled down. It's hard to say but there it is. Literally weeks after I graduated highschool my boss got me into it. I had already been stripping (technically I was 17...shhh) My boss was really into me since I was the only white girl he had at his club at the time. I was popular with the guys too since it was an all black ghetto kind of area. I brought a lot of money in for him, customers and he even used me for advertising. He made posters the day I turned 18 of me on a pole in bunny lingerie. It brought. "He said he had answers to yourquestions. But he also said that you might not like his answers anybetter than you like your questions." What does that mean?" I do not know; it is confusing," replied Small Hawk. "I do not walkin the dreamland as Silent Owl does; I am not allowed. You will needto ask the Shaman your questions, not me, Lost Arrow. You know howthe dreamwalkers know everything," added the boy. "Now come with me,Lost Arrow. Our horses are waiting." Our horses?" You do not ride?". "Ned groaned."Why the hell did you tell her?" It's not easy to refuse someone who has their hand on your bollocks." What?" she closed in on him, swiftly undid his fly, put her hand in his trousers and grasped the aforementioned appendages."You mean like this?" Yes," said Ned, followed by, "Ow!" as Diana gave a little squeeze."You'll really have tears in your eyes if you don't hold still. Now," she mused, "under what circumstances would a mother have her son by the balls? Literally by the balls,.