He just kept starring at thefloor. After what had seemed like hours and hours of driving, the smallwhite van came to a complete stop. The man kneeling...on top of me stoodup and said, "It's now time sissy for your new life. You are now goingto be a teenage little girl. Isn't that just so exciting? I understandalso if you cannot respond, because there are pink dirty panties insideyour mouth right now." My eyes shut tight, after hearing what he justsaid. My whole face began to turn red and I. “They’ve eaten already?” I asked. The guys laughed. “If by ‘eaten’,” said Aaron, “you mean leaned over and caught a whiff of Alex’s food to supplement their daily calorie intake, then yes, they have eaten already.” They all laughed again. I looked at my own spread in front of me. A chicken salad sandwich, a bag of potato chips, an apple, a granola bar, a bag of fruit snacks and a can of Dr. Pepper. “I must be eating twice their body weight right now,” I commented. They all laughed. “It’s. “Aaaahhh, ohhhh, yeeaaahhhh, fuck me gooood! Fuck me like I’m your little bitch!” I screamed, as he fucked me relentlessly.“Shit your tight… oh fuck your pussy is good… you fucking whore, you like that? You like me fucking your tight little cunt hole?”All I could do was scream as another earth-shattering orgasm took over me. “Now turn around, I wanna fuck you from behind.” He hissed, slapping my ass as I stuck it out towards him. “Mmmmmm… fuck me deep… treat me like a slut…” I moanedHe shoved. After another minute, Bell found himself in a small knot of remaining spectators who lingered, uncertain—or drawn by professional curiosity. The man turned again, looking directly at them, and said: ‘Please! We are all right. I’m a physician.’ It had become rude to remain. But by then, Bell had lost interest in the sessions, which, in any case, would end in 20 minutes. He had decided to pay a visit to the famous fountains, then return to his room to email his office. Much of the Bellagio.