She slapped me playfully on the arm. I was very surprised and encouraged about her comment and reaction. I blurted, ‘You will never know until you ...ee it or hold it!’ I removed my hands from my crotch as an invitation. She didn’t accept it. I held it myself over the jeans as a demonstration. I said, ‘See, like this’. She still wasn’t sure. I nudged her hand towards the tent in my jeans and asked her again, ‘Try it’. Our eyes locked and we both knew we were crossing a point. She tentatively. Feeling the heat and sweat she was confused and chose not to believe her and contested. “Are you sure?”“Yes! Yes! I’m sure I just have a headache,” Emma snapped back getting impatient at the situation, her eyes looked down as she said it realising that she was not impatient that her sister was there but that she was becoming more and more aroused and wanted to masturbate more and more with every passing second. Connie just smiled give a cheeky grin and pulled the covers off Emma with a flash.. Everything he was, how he lived, how he survived was based on the perception of what and who he was. If that should be challenged ….In the week it took to cross the wasteland and separate again from the caravan, Cat improved in every aspect of her new role of Goran’s personal slave. Along with her continuous training in language, history of HOR, description of society (especially the small city they were approaching), and general slave behavior, Goran gave reference to a future that could be. This would turn out to be harder than I would have ever expected, since the mental state of these concubines was often very depressed and suicidal.The CS pod could handle twenty-four adults. An interesting feature of the pod is that it had a medical tube in it. It had been determined that often sponsors beat their concubines before sending them to the concubine pool. For the concubine in the pool to be accepted by another sponsor the concubine had to look good. The tube saw to that, without the.