He was waiting for a couple slices of pizza he had ordered at one of the mall's food courts. His back was to the counter and he was leaning against it..., watching a girl who was sitting alone. Hot! That girl is hot! he thought. She was wearing one of those pleated tartan skirts. It was probably long enough to be decent but when she sat down she had let it ride up. And she hadn't bothered tucking the back of it under her either. There was a sliver of bare thigh showing all the way back to where. The Rangers an' the Army have been tryin' to drive 'em back to the reservation, but they have proved a tough nut to crack. Ever since that Custer fiasco, the Indians have been a lot bolder, an' the Comanches want all their land back, not just their reservation."The Comanches have only moved in war parties, so far. No women or children have been seen with 'em an' that's what makes it so hard to pin 'em down fer a fight. They run as soon as our people git too close with a big enough unit to. Her nipples were puckering, quite enjoying the attention they were getting. I slid my hand down off her mons, just letting it rest where her legs were pressed tightly together. I didn't try to force her legs apart, just letting my hand rest there until she was ready. I leaned over her until my lips were just touching hers. Then I asked an important question."What's your name?" I whispered."Cheryl," she said softly."Hullo, Cheryl. I'm Peter," I said and then I kissed her.Just a brushing of lips. At this stage your slave's stomach will be too weak to ingest your shit on its own. I find that one full can of dog food a day mixed with a good serving of urine and/or shit conditions its stomach quite well for what's coming. I recommend Alpo brand: Hearty Loaf Beef, Bacon & Cheese. Allow your slave to eat at its own pace, but be sure it finishes. Give your it a daily supply of veggies. Some broccoli, carrots, etc... whatever is cheap. Make no effort to prepare them--serve them to it raw and.