” You protest, still moving in need, but knowing he’s not the kind of man to give in so easily. “Shhhh,” he repeats, “it’s all part of my ...gift to you.” Whimpering and whining, you realize you’ll just have to take care of business when he’s gone. “Oh, and when I say you’re not allowed to cum, I don’t just mean that I won’t do it, but that you’re not allowed to touch yourself either.” “Oooooo, gawd, but I need it so bad.” “I could help you with that….” he offers, his tone cryptic. “Gawd yes,. She hugged me for a minute or so smiling and rocking side to side."I think we should go to Jackson and cross the Pearl River on the ferry there. Then we will move on to Natchez and cross the Mississippi on a boat there," I said."I hear Natchez is a very rough place, James. I don't think we should stay around there any longer than we have to," she added."I also think that we should see if we can find a few weeks work at Jackson. It is a big city, and there should be enough work to buy us a few. They’d just keep proselytizing until the last of them has died off. This will break up those Witness households, a bit of a rough solution, but you can’t make an omelet without breaking some eggs, as wise men say. Pretty soon, Jehovah’s Witnesses will just be a sad club for divorced, bitter, impotent old men. They’ll die off a lot faster at this rate,” I chuckled while fucking Helga’s hungry throat.“Definitely counts as progress. Anything else?” the Fae probed.“Yes, this,” I said.The Fae. No problem... I'll see her at dinner in another 10-20 minutes. Dinner was set for 7 pm in the small dining room near the main lobby. Knowing how ryokan pamper their guests, I anticipated another grand feast, Japanese style (not quantity, but quality--with variety, beautiful presentation, and service). I got ready a couple of minutes before heading out again. I was looking forward to meeting Erika and learning more about her. She was fascinating! I sprayed on a little shot of cologne, but not.