Finally she turned to the camera and mouthed the words, "Sonia, je t'aime." The video ends there. I awoke the next morning in bed with Robert, somewha... sore but undamaged. My vagina returned to its habitual condition within a day. No one's hand has entered there since. Epilogue Yesterday I sat on a bench in the Champs de Mars, watching my son's pony ride. A woman with a small c***d in a poussette sat down beside me. I took little notice of her until she spoke. "Excusez moi Madame, but I'm sure. Paul was a fellow police officer who had retired two years before Pat.Answering the phone Pat said, “You old son of a bitch. The rumor about you not being among the living is false. All kidding aside, how in the hell are you?”“I am fine and you?”“I am fine too. There must be a reason so what prompts this call to me?”“I don’t know if you know it but I am the local branch manager of S and T Guards. It’s a nationwide organization that provides bodyguards on a temporary basis. Our clients are minor. Ron moved away and went back to his seat watching me all the time as I danced around shaking my tits as hard as I could, suddenly Ron shouted ‘ok slut on the floor let’s see you masturbate!!’ they all cheered as I blushed bright red and got onto the floor. ‘Spread your legs slut’ Ron shouted at me and so I did what I was told and laid back opening my legs. It was not enough though and I heard Ron growl wider bitch show my friends that fuck hole again. Obediently I spread my legs conscious. A spray of perfume and Marsha was all setfor her penance in panties. Marsha would be selling ladies lingerie.I showed Marsha around the shop, explaining various lingerie brands anddesigners and costs to her, then taught her how to use the cashregister.Marsha was mortified at having to handle all the lingerie and had apermanent blush on her face the whole day. But she did surprisingly wellwith several male and female customers looking for lingerie forValentines. She was quite adept at running.