"She grinned. I knew that the fantasies I had while masturbating would now become realities. My cock would soon be buried inside the lovely pussy of m...y beautiful little sister. And beautiful she was, is, especially those shining eyes, that chiseled face. Sure, her tits were still a little small, but they were growing, and I knew that soon all those horny bastards in school would be competing with me for her attention. Unfortunately, there was no way I could walk around school holding her hand,. ."Hi" she said! I was surprised for a second but remembered what the doctor had told me. The apple-sized thing in my brain could lead to hallucinations and imaginary sounds. With what was left of my sanity, I decided to make use of this chance to talk with a horse."You are very beautiful" I said back. "Your hair, smooth and shiny. You have wonderful legs, and a nice back. I really would have liked to ride you..." What!" she screamed. Then I noticed her voice was coming from the other side.. "Look, this is weird, I know, and I don't know you, but you look alright. Can you just look the other way? I'm gonna wet myself if I don't piss right fucking now." Uh, sure, as long as you're fine with me doing the same, as I'm also probably about to wet myself." I thought men had better control over that than women."I laughed. "Usually I'm pretty good, but I waited until the last minute this time."She looked at me, getting kindof red, and then her eyebrows shot up and she gasped. "Oh shit, I. ” He rose and led the way to an adjoining room where there was a long, low sofa and a number of large cushions scattered around the floor. Ntombe took the sofa, indicating that we and the wives should relax as best we could on the cushions. Once we were all seated he spoke to two of the wives in their African language – something I had not mastered at that time and later gave up trying. “Now,” he went on, “for entertainment I can offer you something you would not find easily in London and would.