The air left my chest. ‘Who?’ ‘Um… Blake.’ Like a horror movie I turned to look at him as he flipped a page. The cover lifted and I saw my b...eloved book in his hands. All the rest of the day I heard people talking about him reading it, most because they thought of it as a girls book and laughed at him for even taking it out. But then another rumour started, clearing the smoke and making sense. ‘His new girlfriend is making him read it.’ I almost died. I was with another boy, but Blake, he was. Wonder what he looks like first thing in the morning…} Kara stopped her thoughts again. ‘Thank you Cadogan.’ Cadogan smiled at her. Kara’s stomach reminded her that there was food right in front of her and that it was hungry. Kara started eating again, and didn’t speak again until after she had finished her meal. Meanwhile Cadogan watched with interest as she mixed up her mashed potatoes and gravy and dipped her carrots in the mixture before eating them. He could tell she had a slight case of. She did not touch Coree or Jere’s rooms. Rochelle was adamant those be kept in decent order by her sons.Mirella was a saint. She usually brought some kind of culinary masterpiece. Today, she shared roasted ‘cuy’, or guinea pig, empanadas with spinach, peppers, onions, and queso blanco. Rochelle had tasted one and it was incredible. The sweet, old woman left a tin containing eight of the treats. “For boys,” she had indicated. Rochelle tried to pay her, but Mirella would not accept a dime more. Yes." From the new hose, I felt warm water running across mybackside, running down the crack between my cheeks. Then I feltMadame direct the flow of water so that it splashed on my vulva. The pressure of the flow gently parted the labia. In my almostdrugged state, I did not object. Warm water from the hoseflooded my vulva, washing my sensitive membranes. My mind wentall crazy as my attention fluttered between the warmth filling myabdomen and the warmth tickling my femininity. And then.