“What is her name?”, I asked him.“Anu”, he said.For a few seconds I was puzzled. Then realized that Purna’s name was Anna Purna, and that wa... why he did not think Purna could be Anu.I asked him, “Is she a virgin? Are you the only one fucking her?”He laughed, “Are you joking? She is always horny, always ready to fuck. She must have fucked more cocks than my mom and grandmom combined. She is fun to be around with and I love her,” he said dreamily.“Then don’t hesitate and propose to her. Don’t. It was all she could do to remain upright as six, ten, twelve, she lost count how many strokes were rained on her unprotected arse. She was quite unable to stop herself screaming with the pain and she was far from the model of stationary acceptance as the blows slowly caused her to stagger across the floor.Eventually he stopped and threw the whip to the eunuch. Maryam threw herself to the floor kissing his feet."Thank you Master. Thank you for correcting me. This slave is so sorry for her. With just a wiggle in her walk, she couldmake a man want her; a toss of her hair could ignite lust in their loins; alicking of her lips could drive them wild!Thankfully, Stephen hadn't been like the men who ogled her. If he had been,he might not have been interested in literature, especially poetry. (Most ofthe male liberal arts professors at his college were gay, she was sure.)Real men didn't read poems about men turning into hermaphrodites. In fact,they seldom read any kind of poetry at all.. P-P-Paulie...."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The crowd that had stopped to watch the scene began to dissipate, leaving Robbie on the cold, tiled floor. Who knew that this world was such a cruel place? Sighing, he painfully got to his feet and limped off to his dorm. He needed to clean himself up, and that meant he was going to miss Computer Science. But he was sure Mr. Tiddler would understand. Mr. Tiddler was probably the only human being in the school who ever showed.