At 2:30, school wasover and she wandered the hall looking for Jumai. Theywould walk home together anticipating eating eachother’s throbbing cunt...s until the desire left themcompletely. Tonight they were going to Jumai’s house,where she lived with a host family that took her inwith her scholarship program. She finally located herfriend, covertly pushing her lightly against thelocker and feeling up her shirt. “All good for tonight?” she asked.“We’ll be good. My. And seeing as you are enjoying yourself so much, I figure you'll be that lucky lady." "Aren't you afraid that your friends will notice that I'm not a girl?" asked Jody, trying to find a way out of the situation."Not at all, Jody. Everyone at school is too afraid to challenge me on anything. I have dirt on every last one of them. Besides, with a wig and some makeup I think you'll make a very presentable lady." "I can't do my own makeup and I don't own any wigs," said Jody, still thinking he. Although the pain was almost too much to handle, his mind was still working and he still had things to work out, so he hoped to find answers to some things by talking to Rose.“Sure. I was hoping to have a talk about Master’s death after a few days, but it could be now.”“How did you feel?”“About what?”“When you heard that she died.”“...”“...”“Honestly? I felt nothing. It’s not that I didn’t care, it was a shock to me. But it’s more like ... the penny didn’t drop, you know? It didn’t sound real.. She couldn't see the cross with its cruel hook. Her arms were shackled to the ends of the cross widely spread. She was eased onto the hook with it penetrating her ass five or six inches. A belt was then loosely fastened around her preventing her from moving away from the post.A motor started and the post rose up slowly toward the vertical. Her blindfold was whipped off and she could see the spectators looking at her. As the post rose to the vertical, her body slid down the rough wood and.