Chapter 2Leslie looked around his mother's spacious sanctum of elegance and femininity, hitherto all but off-limits to small boys. The carpet was a fi...ured old-rose color, complementing the pale pink of the walls. A canopied bed jutted out from one wall; opposite were mirrors; a dressing table covered with perfumes and cosmetics, scenting the very air with mysterious sultry aromas, stood in front of the mirrored wall. The setting sun shone gently through voile curtains on the windows.On Mrs.. This time I received a slap on each cheek. She had fire in her eyes and I knew I would have to obey. "I'm a dirty little cunt-sucking fucker", I said meekly. For the first time in a while she smiled, but it was a wry smile, she was really enjoying my pain. She positioned herself again and began playing with her nipples (her nipples are so sensitive she can bring herself off just by touching them alone). I lifted my head to continue my service but she reached down and pushed it back to the floor. "His voice trailed off as my attention turned to the gaunt faces of the women. They may have been girls in age, but life had aged them beyond their years."What do you want from us?" I asked."Whatever you can give," the man answered. "We haven't eaten in a couple of days, and, well, we were growing some vegetables and such, but those folks you ran off yesterday came by and took them." We have no charity to give," I answered him. "If you want to join us, you'll live by our rules and train as. I loved her but never let anybody know. I would fantasize about her almost daily and on more than one occasion would masturbate outside next to the fence that separates our houses. I wished she would catch me doing it and watch me, but knew that if she did, I would probably be in big trouble. "Well good morning Billie, you look nice and cool this morning" "I just got out of the shower and was getting a glass of water" "Well that's why I came over, our fridge went out last night and I need some.