?Oh god, I?msorry, I?m sorry, I-I-I? I said.?Konichi-wa,baby,? cooed the something.?I-I-I... you ratbastard!? I cried. ?You absolute arse, I-you-they-...h my god.?I couldn?t seehim, but I could smell him, and I could touch him, and I could hug him. So Ihugged him. And I didn?t want him to let me go.He held me andkissed my forehead until I stopped shaking. I realised that if he touched myskin, if he reached down and touched my bare leg, I would collapse, I wouldfaint like a Victorian housewife. So. It was the driveway to a stable, I began to gather, but I saw no other cars around. After the sounds of the city began to dim, Master told me to turn off the car. “Come around to Master’s door and open it,” he told me. The humidity clung to my skin as I moved as quickly to his side as I could. I held the plug inside and felt the sting reignite as I clenched my ass cheeks. The wetness between my legs was started to creep down my thighs. In the time it had taken me to walk around the car, Master. I need that great cock every week. It's an intensive desire for me."L, "Please be careful when you are doing it so often. I'm still a bit scared about the 'look alike' story Alexander told me about and I have began to have a strange feeling that he suspects something. He is so different since he asked about that look alike. Sometimes I even suspect that he knows it was I, myself, who was there."A, "I promise to dump Bongo when I get enough of him. What about Alexander and you, are you two still. Things would go back tonormal. Thank God.The relief was short-lived. Everything was wonderful for that briefinstant during which we realized we were not trapped as girls foreternity. But, as that fact sunk in, outrage consumed me. What made thisgirl think she could play her freaky games with us?Mike demanded, "How did you do this?"Anya replied, "Magic."I must have looked like a beached fish when I heard that. My mouth openedand closed as I discarded numerous possible replies. I wanted to deny.