They were paying close attention to me so I just felt likethey were trying to be my friends. Two guys came up and one slammed abook down and said, "So...this is the little faggot we heard about lastnight. Doesn't he look just precious?" I heard the word precious andimmediately fluffed up my hair. I wanted them to like how I looked. "SoBilly or what's your name now, Missy? How about coming over to my housetonight? I could really use a blow job." The two guys then broke out inlaughter as I looked. She told me to shut up and she bent down and slapped my testicles as hard as she could. im bending over there unable to move and just helpless while i know what her plan is. just when i think she is about to lube up the giant dildo, she picks up the phone and calls one of her friends and tells them to come over. at this point i feel so demoralized all ready but there was nothing i could do. sure enough there was a knock on my door and she left to go answer it. she came back into my bedroom. She then broke into peals of giggling as he blinked a few more times. Slowly, a small grin moved his lips upward."And you don't mind the risk?" Harlen asked.Hyandai sat up. "What risk?" She asked in response. "I have taken no risk." She leaned up and kissed him. "I am more than ready to bear your child, if the Spirits deem it is time." But doesn't that sort of get in the way of the year and a day?" He asked, still rather startled.She shook her head. "No." She responded easily. "I am only. Prayer.”“Bullshit!” said Rosa, laughing. “If prayer could do it, I’d be a goddamn movie star. I’d be --”“Rosa! Language!” The oldest woman among the group stood, her expression angry.Rosa stopped dead in her tracks at the admonition. “Sorry, Mother Valencia.” Rosa deflated as her natural mirth left her.“How many times have I told you to watch your mouth? Go outside to the altar, and start saying Hail Marys. You will remain there until called.”“Yes, Mother.” The room fell silent, the only sound.