This last time I was once again lashed to the pole. This time Hank was my lover tormentor. One is never assigned a master she knows well. I'd met Hank... only a few of times. After you've been a man's victim, you never again think of him as just a man. If he does a good job you'll remember him with more fondness than most of your lovers. Not that he hasn't become your lover. He just hasn't stuck his dick inside you. I think this is the main reason we aren't allowed to know other members outside.. Heck, all the girls do. He’s such a cute baby!”“That’s why!” I laughed. “That poor kid needs some male companionship!”“Afraid he’s going to turn out like you, Tiger?”“I’m SURE he’ll turn out like Steve!” Kara laughed. “Though hopefully with a bit less drama!”“With all the estrogen in that house, a good dose of testosterone will serve him well!” I said.When we arrived home, we went to the coach house and retrieved Jesse from Stephanie, and took him with us back to the ‘Indian’ room.June 8, 1986,. " I'm not a little girl," she snapped, "I'm twenty three God damned years old and I've been on my own for a while. And I am a prostitute." She pouted, as if it was a mark of pride or shame I couldn't quite tell which. She reached into her pocket and pulled out two small documents, one was a faded and now expired Drivers license from Muskegon, Michigan. It verified her age as 23 years old 2 days ago. The other was a copy of a ticket for solicitation. Also from 2 days ago, it must have been a. I mean with all of our talk and role playing, I certainly didn't expect that she would actually go out and do anything! But what happened before was only the beginning!At first, I figured I'd just have to put up with her having an occasional tryst with some unknown coworker, or at the worst, her boss whom I'd met a couple of times. I dreaded the thought of seeing him again, knowing that he knows what it's like to fuck Fasia. I didn't even want to think about what would be going through his mind.