”“Good! See you both next week.”He moved off.“He seems a pleasant guy,” said Grace.“Yeah,” replied Terry carelessly.Grace homed in on th...at instantly. “You don’t think so.”“No but I wouldn’t trust him further than I could throw him.”“Wow! How well do you know him?”“Hardly at all but when we walked in together this evening he was full of interest.”“Oh! What did he say?”“‘The prettiest girl in the choir’”.“And?”“How did I know you? So I told him we had worked together.”“No more than that?”“No. I. ..As I don't start fights.I am peaceful. On...or in my world, my kind was seen, much like yourpolice officers...We kept the peace." As I end saying that, she spendstime writing a note on my paperwork.As she writes a note, my eyes wonder over the room, to a shelf behindher desk. I look at some books there and I find none appeal to me. ThenI see a small box on the large desk beside her. I find it grabs myattention."So, how about martial arts classes? or are you going on our evasion,survival track. They told us to just call ahead but we had plans of our own and thought this would be the perfect time to go by ourselves. We got to the place after a nice little drive and rented it for the night for ourselves. It was right by the lake and was a good distance between the other cabins, offering some much needed privacy. We got in there and it was worth the money. Nice rooms all around with glass doors everywhere. The thing that got us though was the hot tub. It was indoor in the living room,. I wasn’t certain if the story concerned a boy, or girl; it only became apparent once I inserted a 20” long dildo up his/her behind, that a gender requirement clarified. Even then, I wasn’t entirely sure. I might write a female version, anyway.Homophobes will hate this story. Those readers with a sense and taste for the absurd may enjoy it. No one scoffs at the premise of a 16-year-old losing a 24” long dildo up his behind more than I. (The longest actual dildo I could find online was 19”, by.