‘You know Vinu, my husband? He’s alcoholic and comes back late at night on all fours. Most nights he crawls up in the verandahs! ‘And again she ...aughed out aloud. I t made me feel like to push my ‘cock’ through those betel reddened lips of hers and fuck her just like that. ‘But some days, he manages to get inside the house and flops on the nearest bed. Stoned or not, you know how these men are, once they feel a woman’s body against theirs -it doesn’t matter whether that is your wife’s or. Not just any girl, I had a fixation about with my own sister. Just thinking about what was under her dress was enough to cause a stirring in my groin. Nothing developed at that time except my sexual urges which I didn't know how to handle.I was a naive thirteen year old (nearly fourteen), when I went into the workforce for the first time. I knew nothing about sex. I didn't know that it took a male, be it human or animal, to fuck a female to get her pregnant. I just thought that offspring was. “You need me to survive, don’t you slut?” I grip his hair and he whimpers out slightly. “Yes Ma’am. Oh God, I do please.” His voice trembles as he answers me, I can’t help but grin down at him. “Please what, Slut?!” I growl in a low purr. “Please let me take care of you, give you everything you desire.” “You think I need you to take care of me, Slut!?” I growl out again. “No, no I just, I just want to be the one, Mistress.” I notice his cock becoming hard, and I sigh. “Daniel, are you. ‘It were ma’ people…da tribe we was fightin’…dey is ma people. I-I…I’m na’ one o’ them na’ longa’. But I couldn’a fight an’ kill them…is why I left.’ She squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her voice to a murmur, ‘I was afraid… those battles were vera’ fierce…any hesitation on ma’ part…coulda’ cost any one o’ us a’ lives.’ She prayed he would understand, this man who could be so hard and yet so gentle, so loving and so unforgiving. She knew he was her life and she feared it. ‘How many more died.