Nonetheless, I am required, am obliged, am obligated to honour the responsibilities of shared experience and invite her to join me, regardless of whet...er I would really prefer my own company. “Oh, do sit down!” It sounds churlish but it is the best I can manage and regardless of my tone she doesn’t require a second invitation. Barely have the words left my mouth than she has her rounded buttocks perched prettily atop the padded bench on the opposite side of the booth’s table. Slowly and. While eating breakfast, a driving rain began, and they decided to delay their start until after it ceased. After another hour, they were ready to set out.As they were mounting, Maggie said, “We should have killed those two men. It would have been justified, but now we have to be watchful for them wherever we go. Not good. Not good at all.”She was correct in her thoughts, but not exactly as she would have anticipated.As sometimes happens, the heavy rain had been somewhat local, and after a. ’ ‘First, the talking thing. They really will punish you if you interrupt, or ask questions, or comment…. It’s strictly for acknowledging masters’ questions for the slaves at the boss’s place. And secondly, if you do speak, always be respectful – if you’d sounded off at one of the boss’s guests like you just did to me, your back would be a bl**dy mess within minutes when he had you whipped.’ ‘You’re making too much of all of this – you’re very lucky, really.’ ‘Lucky? How….’ ‘SHUT UP! Don’t you. She treated every turd as her child. She'd carefully lay them in neat shapes, caress them, kiss them, lick them. Her turds were labour of love for her. Like her baby. She'd very slowly slice them in small pieces and feed her lesbian lovers. Like a mother feeding her loving baby some delicious candy. Sometimes, she directly defecated in her lovers' mouth and in such cases, she'd take ages to prepare her lovers to receive her filth. She'd kiss them passionately, spit a generous amount of saliva.