The feeling of warm, almost-bursting fullness was a transformative experience, and gave a hint of transformations to come (little did I know!). Giving...her the enemas was something of an anticlimax. Then we were squeaky clean, both within and without.Amelia had lit sticks of a pungent, almost cloyingly sweet incense. The pale ribbons of violet smoke must have contained some sort of mind-altering drug. How else to explain the lassitude, the numbing euphoria that slowly took me in its embrace? She. I was trying my best to stop staring her boobs ,her lips and her legs,but I was feeling horny and excited.The the car moved forward and she began talking,she told “she had pay 5k for the night and drop me where I had like when its over” in shaking voice,she was drunk I supposed.To which I nodded in agreement as I had no idea.Later she started asking about my details,which I told partially correct.She told “she lived in brigade gateway,we were heading there”i was happy,even my home was near from. After that Mr. Hickem shook my hand inviting me into his little version of hell. I was not sure if I would call it a little version of hell but as a coach he was merciless towards his players constantly extolling them to work harder.As far as the gym being a little part of hell I would have had to disagree as it was one of the best apportioned gyms I had ever seen with twenty different lifting stations for the required lifts with free weights along two of the walls and various machines along. "You got your comeuppance at the time, as I recall," he said.She tried to suppress her smile, but failed. "Actually," she said, turning a little pink, "It was pretty hot." But she quickly added in a louder voice, "Not that that is any invitation for a repeat performance!"Jason shrugged. So she hadn't really minded getting raped. Whatever."How do you feel about incest?" Never thought about it much." Most of the girls we want you to have sex with this time while you're awake are your own.