I let the warm water surrounds every inch of my body, and breathe in the lavender that fills the entire bathroom. I close my eyes and shoo away all th...ughts involving work, the party, and Adam Price. What only seems like a minute into my bath, I hear the girl living above me giggling and knocking things over. Keeping my eyes closed, I try to tune it out. *Thump … thump …thump ...thump* A steady pace of her bed’s headboard hitting the wall soon takes over. Now I don’t live in some rundown. .He’s never done anything like that!”“My daughter, until you come to terms with things and you accept the word ‘cocksucker’, you won’t help him much. We’re in private and it’s just between us. Just a little sucking...to prove it one way or the other.”“I want to,” the boy said.“Devin, he’s a priest!” the mother protested. “You want to suck on the cock of a priest in a confessional booth? You want to become a cocksucker in church? This is insane!” “What better situation could you want?”After. That’s when things got weird.“This is so damn unfair! One finger and I am on the floor and I bet if I took a feather across your feet, you wouldn’t even notice?” She said while panting to catch her breath.I was enjoying my victory, “Didn’t we establish that I am not ticklish in like the fifth grade?”“I refuse to believe you are not ticklish!”“After how many years of evidence? Come on, you know it as well as I.”“Lay down, I am going to tickle your feet!”“Melia ...”“I’m serious. Lay down on my. The slave hedragged behind him the last time I saw him, was a beautiful little slaveboi, his skin a dark brown color very pleasing to the eye. He wascompletely hairless, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes,although strictly speaking I couldn't see his toes, as he wore a pair ofvery, very small ballet toed boots. They looked exceedingly painful. Hismouth was stuffed with a huge ball-gag and his arms were fused behindhim in a red, rubber armbinder I found very fetching. The slave.