My cousin gave me another double to which I took a long drag, noting the number of pairs of eyes on me, I was still the only fuck meat in the room and...I was wet with the sense of desire, fermenting in the men surrounding me.A call went out for everyone to place their order for a drink as the show was about to begin and as people jostled for the best view I somehow had a clear opening and unobstructed vista, as if the men in the room wanted me to see everything happening to the other girl,. Alan and his uncle Mark were sitting across from them. Neither was trying to be discrete. Neither was Alan’s dad, Michael, who was piloting the boat.Rachel and I were on the bench behind the driver, under the canopy where she said she needed to sit to avoid sunburn. Before long she was letting me slather her up with sunscreen. She was softly mewing as I rubbed her from her ears to her toes. She turned and sat on the seat facing me as I rubbed her from her knees down. Her eyes were glued to my. The sewage truck could empty all of them. The sad part was the only thing we could do with it was spread it out in a field several miles away from the town for now. A better method of dealing with sewage was coming. At least it would be better than dung pits at the end of each street.Manure was manure; all over Asia and in other parts of the world human crap was used for manure to improve crop output. In America we call it sludge; at least we treated it before in was injected into the ground on. .. Danielle," I replied. I didn't know what to do with my hands, so I tried putting them behind my back, but I didn't like that. So I put them in front of me."You're a boy, yes?" the man asked."I'm a boy." I nodded slowly."Alright. Well, sit down." The man pointed at a chair and waited for me. "I'm Dr. Ramirez. This is Dr. Hermosa. We're with the United Nations, have you heard of that?" Yes sir." I licked my lips. "Am I in trouble?" No. Good heavens." The woman smiled, taking an empty chair.