"But we haven't done anything," Connie protested, while totally agreeing with Denise."I know that, and you know that. But her twenty-year-old virgin s...on is bringing home two thirty-year-old hussies that he's now living with. This ain't going to go over very well." Oh, shit. Don't I know it. She'll never believe that we're not screwing him," Connie said turning to her closet. Then, "I wonder what Jeremy is going to wear?" You've got to be kidding. He's a man. He'll wear jeans to anything other. He injects a small amount of short acting muscle relaxant and slight anesthetic into her anal sphincter, he then inserts the very large stainless steel speculum into her arse. He had asked her to go for a colonic irrigation just before she had arrived, so he knew that she was clean. He proceeded to stretch her ass open to the widest limit the speculum could go to. He left her ass open until the muscle relaxant and anesthetic wears off, he knows when this is because he can hear that her whimpers. "As beautiful as ever Lady Derwen. I have returned to meet your friends and family," I said, briefly sliding over to kiss her hand. "She has been nice to me and I need her good will, " I thought.Her face erupted into a broad smile and she kissed my forehead. "Such a fine young gentleman. I like handsome men who keep their promises and arrive on time. Both traits are hard to find in this world." I didn't miss her emphasis and wondered if she found out something about me since our last. Ego. A sign of malignancy, a precursor to evil thoughts and desires, accursed manifestations of Them. He prayed then to God, to watch over his people and lend him strength and clarity of mind and purpose. To think such thoughts was almost irredeemable. God was already pointing to the true path, when everything so far had proceeded along according to his divine plan, when the auguries had said it was a good time for a Pilgrimage. That he was a good man, that he would be a true Pilgrim, one that.