I knew that the "Flowering" was coming. And nomatter what happened to me that day, good, bad, painful, blissful, Iknew that I had be one with it. Ever... Unworthy over 21 had gone throughthe process and their lives were more defined and steady thereafter.They were still Unworthy, but with a small piece of unimaginablefeminine magic instilled into their being. I was to do that processtomorrow! So I have been told, so shall I do!So the memoir of that day starts!There were five Unworthys that. I thought I detected a slight attempt from Louise to pull back, but it was gone in a flash, and I watched with awe and excitement as her body began to respond to him, swaying and pressing even closer. I don’t know how long the kiss lasted, and I was surprised when I felt an initial quick stab of jealousy, but then the heat started to flow through me and I realized I was getting incredibly turned on watching them. Finally Jimmy broke the kiss and pulled back, his face flushed, his breathing. Once, twice… three times. Unable to resist, I start probing it with my tongue. Slowly, I can feel it relax as I am able to stick more and more of the tongue into it.I slap her on the butt cheeks. Hard. “Now, we will play a game. Because you weren’t able to hold out secrets, because you betrayed the trust we put in you, you will be demoted to the lowest form of “operative” – the transporter.” I apply the moisturizer to her asshole, exploring it with both index fingers and stretching it slightly.. The columns of the portico were sculpted. The sculpture was sensual but not erotic. The women were full figured and shown to advantage. As for the men, Ariel didn’t think simply calling them ripped did the statues justice. They were well-muscled and handsome. Poses were suggestive: several sculptures embraced each other around a column, but she did not see anything explicitly sexual.This entrance was unquestionably for those seeking the services of Whores. The guild doubled as a brothel. Ariel.