Did I really see his face in the stained glass window of the chapel? Why am I beginning to doubt him now? Is it because he touched my face? How can he...not see what everyone else sees when they look at me? He is the only one besides Madame, Meg and Raoul that sees me as something other than a freak. And, he loves me. That look in his eyes is not just lust. I have seen that many times in the eyes of the stagehands, but he has the same look in his eyes when he looks at me as Raoul and Meg have. I continued to rub and play with her hairy forested belly. I dipped my hand lower and lower with each stroke of my hand following the hair trail that would ultimately lead me to her thick hairy pussy lips. I asked her "why weren't you in school yesterday? I thought maybe I had scared you into never coming to school again." She giggled slightly and explained "I'd never seen a hard on like yours before. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I felt all of these strange and foreign feelings, or more. From there, the pearly path stretched downward nine or ten inches in a wide line of drooling precum that ended in curved clear droplet that left my mouth watering over my tongue.I leaned forward as easily and naturally as if taking my next breath. Twisting my neck, I angled my mouth to capture that drop and move upward along that thick stream of precum sliding into my mouth until I reached and moved my wide stretched lips over the bulky head from which it leaked so freely. The huge cock flexed. ”“Will this be believed if we can find enough people left to give them the facts?”“It’s in the Kings own hand and bears his seal.”“Do we know why he’s calling for this total destruction?”Su Lin answered, “McVey convinced him that the hunger for freedom and democracy was like gangrene. It must be amputated or it will spread to the people back in the British Isles.”“Well, put this man in a separate cell in the brig. Make sure they’re not adjoining to the three who are currently there.”“Aye aye,.