I go about naked on all fours, getting kicks and mockery. I love all the girls for this. My state of constant humiliation is a state of constant delig...ht. I lick the floor happily in front of them, and every whip stroke i get, whatever painful, makes me feel loved. "I punished this pig, but only a bit", Luslayla says, kicking me in the crotch and showing off her shining white teeth with her characteristic radiant smile. "Her impertinence is intolerable. Is it so, bitch?", she twists my ears very. Pepper asked her why and Valerie said because their breasts are part of their sexual identity and should be hidden. Pepper then pointed out that a woman’s face and legs are also part of her sexual identity, but Valerie wasn’t hiding hers from anyone. Every time Valerie presented a reason for Pepper to be ashamed of showing her breasts, Pepper countered by showing the flaws in her logic. Just as their debate was ending, Chuck and Margie showed up. Valerie asked Margie about her opinion of. We are what we are. I just knew I wasn’t like my mother or Cassandra. Being lesbian was not a revolt or anything, I just like girls.’ I indicated that at 41 I was no girl. ‘You’re a little dykey dictionary, that’s what you are.’ Her toe rose ever higher. ‘I never even knew I was androgynic, until you told me.’ ‘Androgynous.’ ‘Right, that too. But you’re not all bitter and twisted because your Mum was anti-sapphic. You just got on with it. You don’t wear your sexuality like a badge, you look. A fierce internal conflict resulted, the likes of which I'd never before experienced. My conscience waged war against my emotions and my physical desires. It was a battle of the past versus the present. Had I acted spontaneously, the result might have been different – but it was my conscience, and the love I still had for Erin, that emerged victorious.Very carefully, I moved to extricate myself from the clench I was sharing with the slumbering Wendy. I slid my right hand out from under hers. My.