”For days I kept thinking about this exchange between Cindy and me. The art of Taylor obviously touched deep something in her, a hidden sexual desir... that even Cindy hadn’t realized before. Because I cared for her very deeply, I wondered how I might help fulfill a fantasy of hers (and mine) without making her feel embarrassed or on display.I was traveling back out to Cindy’s area shortly after our conversation, and with her husband’s permission, was going to treat her to a ‘date night’ with me.. „Yes, of course. But I’m confused… Please tell me if I got this right: You pay a minimum $3000 entry fee, then you have to go to at least 2 auditions, where you will be „evaluated“ and tested. The tests include stuff like „determining the candidates pain threshold“, „sexual skills“, „psychological stability“. So I assume they will fuck and torture the shit out of you just to find out if you actually make it into the show.“Vicky was silent for a second. Then she replied: „Yes, Jen. I read that.. “Take your time. Don't hurt yourself.” she said, as my nose continued to get more and more damp. “I'm so sorry Martha. My leg is stuck in the box, and it's making it difficult to free myself.” “T-take your time,” she mumbled again. If I wasn't in such a panic, it would have dawned on me to crawl backwards, but I was deep in panic. I thought that the dampness I was feeling was my nose pushing her panties deeper inside her, and I thought for sure that I was going to be in big trouble. As much as. I added trash can liners and a dozen rolls of paper towels to my shopping list.Breakfast consisted of a can of peaches. I figured that if I wasn't working I wouldn't need to eat as much as usual. I took some burger out of the freezer for supper.I spent some time splitting firewood into small sticks, then searched the kitchen for covered plastic jugs to hold water. I filled two gallon sized and four quart jugs with tap water, then added a teaspoon or so of bleach to each one before carrying them.