As soon as we get through those mountains you see up ahead, you won’t see no more desert.”Curtis sat up and peered ahead, his interest aroused. Th...y drove on.“So what are you gonna do in L. A.? You know anybody there?”Curtis turned his head away and looked out the side window.“No,” he quietly said.“So what you gonna do? Where are you goin’?”After a beat, Curtis said, “I don’t know. I don’t know, Titus. Okay?”Titus was quiet. He was deciding if he really wanted to say what he was thinking. He. Like a wolf who has to hunt the pig for slaughter. I too am breeding with the pig who yearns for breeding. If you don't believe me, why are you hard?" "Fuck. I don't care if you're here to hurt me. I'm fucking yours, Sir! Fuck me harder, please!" The man slapped him. "Pathetic, you don't ask to get fucked. It's something you get, and you submit and accept the cock like the wind. Can man tell rain to not him or not? No. Can this boy I'm fucking ask me to stop? No." What is it you want to do with. . asshole!" I was stunned for a moment: good-girl Jane never used such language. I decided to egg her on."What do you care about boners, anyway? With all that armor you wear, no guy would ever be able to get it where it'd do either one of you any good." You asshole!" she spat."Up your asshole," I replied."No, up your asshole," she said and rushed forward, pinning me against the plastic wall of the pool. She grabbed my hair with her left hand and reached down with her right to grasp my swimming. Parties, dinners,walking, dancing, all sorts of examples of expected behavior. Then thelast was a masked affair that seemed out of place. Men in robes, withmasks and women kneeling in front of them. The women reached up, andthere the scene always ended. Mommy came back into the room in a fulllength black gown, looking flawless.She reached for my hand as I sat and I placed my fingers in her palm asI rose. "Shall we enjoy ourselves? I'm just dying to show you thebasement."I was wobbly, but I mad.