.Takala, the little Indian Maiden, for the first time in days felt a ray of hope. Entering the warm Bathhouse, she enjoyed bathing in the warm soothin...g waters. Lost in her pleasure she hardly heard the happy chatter of the other women. Once finished, she felt restored and revived.As a result of the food she had eaten, she could feel her energy was starting to return. Taking her time, she dressed slowly. Finally, reluctantly she slipped into her newly washed clothes, and stepped outside into the. He added his share to the copious amount of cum left all over me. My entire body resembled a canvass splattered not with paint but cum that shot forth from the erect cocks of anonymous men. My tortured ass was deformed out of shape; it was nothing but an obscene hole gapping widely open. I was a modern day expression of a whore. A well-used hole. I thought that my experience was over, but....My gapping ass was a lewd welcome to some man who decided to see just how much further it would stretch.. This is impossible, I thought to myself. I looked around my apartment, trying to find any clues I could to explain this mystery. I glanced to the front door and saw my overnight bag, packed and ready to go to my hometown for a house party that I had been looking forward to for weeks. It never happened, it was all just a really intense and very realistic dream. I fell to the floor, realizing that the night of my dreams was nothing more than just that, a night of my dreams. I wept knowing that. ”She held her phone towards Martha and I hit the Master PC app Chuck brilliantly developed for the modern phone. I switched the scanner on and saw that she was in superb health for her age except for a mild arthritic condition and an advanced case of macular degeneration. It was a small matter to adjust her settings and restore her 20-20 vision, clear up her aching joints and, for good measure, remove a pre-cancerous mole.“Martha, close your eyes,” Althea said. “Trust me. You’ll be.