. and she, April Goddard, had been left behind. Oh, where was Eric? Surely, if he was here, he could make sense of this. Then again, if he was here, h...e was every bit as lost as she turned out to be ... but how ... How was that possible? How could she have failed to truly convert and give her heart to the Lord?Where had she failed? April ran out, crying now, desperate to make sense of it all. She screamed at the sky, shaking her fist at Heaven and Christ. What had she done wrong? How had she. "Her statement only momentarily gave me pause. How had she been able to do that if she had never done it before? Renée seemed to have experience enough to get away with it, but Erin had only been with Mike and she had just said she didn't like going down on him. It seemed a reach, but she might have had a natural talent for it. She just never had the proper motivation ... if that was what I was.Still holding her face in my hands, I finally composed some words. "Erin ... if you keep that up,. "Yet." She pointedly looked down at Amy, then slowly returned her gaze to Noelle. "Let me guess... you two just gravitated together like you were both possessed. And fucked like rabbits, right?"Noelle nodded sheepishly. Who was this woman, the tentacle police? Was she going to get put in tentacle prison? Actually, that didn’t sound too bad..."Well it's not too uncommon in this business." The woman yawned, cracking her neck with a twist of her head. She pointed at Noelle’s green tentacle, which. ? (Among inmates in prison, slapping a man inthe face is the ultimate expression of contempt and disrespect; it is referredto, as a bitch slap. Failure to immediately retaliate would only lead tomore of the same. All would extort the punk.... and eventually... he would be: raped.) I continued slapping him,alternating between the palm and back of my hand, jerking his head from side toside; moving him about in a dance of emasculation and humiliation. I left him cowering on the floor,his knees.