She smiled again and shook her head. “You boys. All the same. But you have someone who looks after you, I am sure. You are not free to do as you cho...ose, that I know.”Tim shook his head. “I work in the pub. In return, the landlady gives me lodgings but that’s as far as it goes.”“So you do as you choose? But like our Gimps you stay in your cage?”Tim wasn’t sure why he said what he said next. “How do you get to join the circus?”Sasha looked at him for a moment. There was something about the boy. "I'm lonesome," she said, wiping away a nonexistent tear. "And queasy." Can't drive from in there," I told her.She nodded and leaned over to exit the narrow door, fully exposing both breasts with their tiny pink nipples for my inspection. They were barely as big as my fists, but dove white and blue veined, green peaches. She looked up, smiled and said, "It's muddy, isn't it?"I took in her small, soft slippers, got her into my arms and deposited her on the driver's seat where she arranged her. Giving in to the inevitable she began eating it there asa flurry of thoughts raced through my head.Suddenly I had an epiphany. Literally it was like a light bulb goingoff in my head. The idea was there in its full glory. I examined itfrom all sides trying to find a better way, but I couldn't put a holein it. It was perfect; it would solve all of our problems and still lether be a cat. If the Mountain wouldn't come to Mohammed, then Mohammedwould go to the Mountain...Agent M paged down but there. “I wanted to apologize,” he sat down next to her on the bed. “I never should have asked you that question. I should have known they were going to attack you.” “Then why did you ask me?” She asked him curiously. “I wanted to know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “Oh,” she sighed. “I don’t know why they had to be so mean.” She began to talk, all of the frustration coming out of her. “Why can’t I not be a virgin. What? Am I not good enough for sex? I would have anal sex too if the situation arose..