A bathrobe has been provided for your comfort. No personal items can be taken into the test area.”I understood from this that I needed to undress, a...nd only now did it occur to me that I’d signed up for a research project into orgone energy without having asked any questions. But curiosity has always been my undoing; and thinking about the money, I removed everything and reached for the bathrobe that hung on a hook in front of me. I found what looked like a bleeper device in one of the. An hour or so later I emerged wrapped in an oversize soft white towelling robe. I was resigned to spending a quiet night in front of the TV with only my bottle of Chablis for company and wasn’t really expecting the two police officers I’d encountered earlier in the day to take me up on my crude invitation But, just as the six o’clock news finished, the entryphone buzzed. “Hello,” I said. A vaguely recognisable male voice said sternly, “It’s the police miss, open up please.” I realised who it. There were many brawls and fights over the rights to Feleena. No man ever won. Many were stabbed, others were shot, a few were even killed. In the end they all learned, no-one had any rights to the mysterious beautiful woman named Feleena."About a year had passed and Feleena was dancing and felt as free as ever. She glanced up through the swinging doors and saw a young cowboy. He was so different from any of the other cowboys who frequented the establishment. He wasn't like all of the rest; he. "Such a little whore," he remarked disdainfully, jerking her head back away from his cock. "Now lie on the bed."She stood clumsily and stumbled over to the bed, first sitting, then lying down on her back. He followed a few moments later, with the crop and spreader bar in hand."Since you can't be trusted to keep still..."He attached the spreader to each of her ankles, keeping her legs open, and instructed her to bend her knees. Her cunt was completely exposed to him. He ran a finger along her.