I've always wanted you. Ever since we were kids. I see you in my dreams every night. I can smell your fragrance wherever I go. I need you to be with m...." She just sat, and stared blankly at me. She was shocked. I was drunk, so I didn't care anymore if she knew. She got up and sat me on the couch, taking my shirt off, and putting a blanket on me. "You need to get your rest, my love." My love... she normally called me big bro. There was something different in her voice, but I was drunk.. Every morning the old man would bring me some food, well it was just rice soup and some stale bread and told me to let the dogs do what they wanted with me and he would come back later. He always left a bottle of the milky stuff and said to use it between my legs.I knew he was watching me as I could see him moving about through the wooden panels. We were in a barn on a farm I think and I had to let them all lick me because he would come in and sit in a chair watching.There was a big bale of. ‘What a total slut!’ ‘Yeah, I say we gang bang her and let the little whore get off.’ The leader raises his hand and the crowd grows silent. ‘No, we’re not here to tonight to have fun. We’re here to teach this meddling slut a lesson. Everyone, give us some space.’The crowd spreads out, creating a circle around Bovine Justice and the leader of the Sugar Skulls. The leader turns to face the heroine. ‘Hello Bovine Justice. I know that somewhere inside that limp pile of fuck meat you call a body. Olivia asked Mrs O plenty of questions about me and what we liked to do and eventually the conversation got around to sex. Olivia asked if she'd ever told me about what they used to get up to and was surprised to hear that she had never mentioned it. Mrs O admitted to her that she still masturbated thinking about what they used to do and Olivia said that she did too. Then, without saying a word, Olivia stood up and unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Olivia stood before her in.