“Carla, you’ve sat in your office and listened to me recount my several gang bangs. I think it’s time you experienced what I enjoy so much,” K...ren began taking her by the hand.Wendy and Tina placed a double sized lounger pad on the pool deck. “Carla, you can decide how you want your men, pussy, ass, hand and mouth,” Karen offered.“Not my ass, for now. It’s still a virgin from a cock.”“I’ll have Dan take care of that discrepancy at our next meeting,” she joked. “It does feel nice having a load. ”“Really?” asked Mel.“A little different from my trajectory at your age,” Saul said. “Started with poetry. Plays came next. Then prose. But I’ve never had quite the success with that. So I guess I do what I do best. Are you asking for my advice?”“I guess I am. I know you run that workshop at Hunter.”“Are you interested?”“I would be if I could afford it.”“It’s not all that expensive being at a public college. But you’re talking about expenses, being in New York.”“Yeah.”“Do you have some. Nobody else was looting from the dead bandits, so Cletus figured it must be his job, since he had killed them. Nine corpses yield a little cash, about $13, and several guns worth keeping. There were four of the "Army brass" like he used, so he took them with plans to hang them from his saddle so he could reach them in a hurry. Cletus found that one man was about his size, so he stripped the pants and shirt from the body and stuck them with his other clothes in his pack. He found a Derringer. .. not me ...” Venetia rose from her Throne and smiled seraphically down at her helpless victim. “You know what is going to happen to you, of course.” “No... nooo... no... not me... I... am... a Princess... not me... no... no... no ...” went on Xena as she shuddered uncontrollably. Her eyes were wide and imploring. Venetia went on smiling. “Correction,” she said. “You WERE a Princess. Now you are a slave. And, as you know, girl, all slaves are shaven and pierced.” “N-NOOO... SPARE ME THAT!”.