They grabbed an arm each and started dragging me. My feet scrabbled hopelessly for purchase; my knees ploughed furrows through silt and fallen leaves..."Where?" said the second guy."Just here - a wall, she said she wanted a wall...."My mouth kept trying to ask a million questions: who, why, what, where, why? Why are you doing this? WHAT are you doing? Who are you? Perhaps mostly ludicrously of all, What do you want? I found I couldn't speak, I was too literally knocked off my feet. Part of. Laurens pussy lips where much more open than usual but this was not the most unusual thing in her opinion. Her small strip of pubic hair was glistening with some sort of liquid substance that was sticky to her fingers when she reached down to feel it. She also found the same shining liquid all over her vulva and inside the pussy lips themselves. Just as she was about to slip a single finger to explore the previously undiscovered are inside her lips, her mums voice sounded from down the hall way. Stanley seemed not to notice, and went off to the bedroom. She stepped out of the bath, and ate the chocolate. The chocolate was creamy and delicious, but she could taste the vegetal marijuana behind it, dank and sticky, like the cunt of the Earth Mother. She laughed at herself. "You're not even high yet!" She sipped the pomegranate juice, cold and sweetly tart. "Wine," she thought. "In the lifetime-after-dark porno she was scripting, this should have been wine." She shook her head. "Fuck it,. Kitten re-dressed as she had been ordered and then having nothing else to do, she assumed a ‘sit’ pose. Her master and Jean-Marie were not so far away that she couldn’t hear them at all, but they were speaking too softly and too quickly for her to make out what they were saying.After awhile Matt came back over to Kitten and led her up to the cashier’s counter. An assistant of Jean-Marie met them at the cash register and handed Matt a large box. Matt paid and they left the tailor’s shop.As they.