I had calmed down before anything happened; Dong walked into the room and saw me. He stood in front of me, looked down, smiled then told me to get up....“You can leave now Tanya.” Dong said then turned and went to his father’s office.I did leave, and walked back to the house. The rest of the evening went without any excitement apart from the occasional zap from my clit ring. None of which made me cum. When I went to bed that night I lay on top of my bed and started rubbing my pussy. I was still. Mistress toldJackie to apply the honey to my cock and balls lightly so it wouldn?t drip off,then mistress told Jackie to shake the other bottle to make the ants mad.Jackie shook the jar and had all the ants at the bottom of the jar. She thenput it up to my cock and balls and removed the top of the jar; there was aplace that was made for the jar to be screwed to. Jackie slid the jar around mycock and balls and screwed the jar in place and now the ants were to have theirfeast. The ants started. Uesday, December 11, 2007 (Continued) to Thursday, January 31, 2008The point of view is now reverting to the version of me that is the normal focus of this autobiography. He now includes the version of me that the preceding chapters focused on, and is continuing to use the same body. (Those are sentences you're unlikely to read in any other autobiography.)I now had 128 minds, which is 2^7 so a tidy power of two again, not that it seemed to matter beyond making the arithmetic easy.During the. I moved my hand a little down and then up slowly. I did it by instinct. I couldn't find any strength to remove my hand. - Hmm that's my boy! You're good! Continue! I surprised myself. I should have removed my hand immediately, but I kept stroking it. Nothing went in my mind. I had no more shame to stare at his cock, and I was holding it and running my hand faster! Some part of me enjoyed it and the other part was disgusted. The first part wan. Then, he made me stop before he came. - Gratz! You.