What a sissy boy on the prowl would want." On the prowl? You mean like a tramp? A sissy tramp? That would behilarious." He eyed me up and down. "...nd kind of a turn-on."I went cold all over. My knees felt weak. Before Stan could sayanything else about it, Tyra came over and pinched my ear, tugging mealong behind her. Stan followed us to the bedroom, where she sat medown in her vanity chair. On the table in front of me were hercosmetics. But those weren't what she used on me. I had my. “What you get?” Claire asked.“A ring,” I said, looking at the black ring with a red line running around it that stopped at a large red gem at the centre.“Supposedly,” Stephanie said. “It’s a trapped Genie,” she smiled.“A what?” Claire said as she looked at it.“Genie,” Stephanie said“Jinn, I corrected her, I mean it could be a Genie, but where you visited it’s more likely to be a Jinn,” I said, staring at it. Stephanie knew I was fascinated by things like this, there were little statues of. “The women ... they long to see your pet displayed on the gallows ... their lust for it will not subside.” Erica gave a wistful grin, aroused by the will of the women in their desire for macabre pleasures that she had been instrumental in nurturing their taste for. Minter’s anus tingled as she looked down on him with a teasingly pleased expression, unable to hide the appeal it held within her, and more than aware of his willingness to sate the desire of the women.“He knows his time here may be. Both were exhausted emotionally and agreed to discuss their experiences the next morning.They both finally got up mid-morning Sunday and over a bowl of oatmeal, Susan started the conversation. "It was all I could do to get him out and to a movie." she said with exasperation. "He wouldn't talk about anything serious and definitely would not talk about Karen and what had gone wrong. I got nowhere with him other than out of his apartment. I had to threaten an ass kicking to get him to do that.