This is something I’ve long known about although we’ve never spoken of it. All those nights out, and the fact that she owns about a dozen strap-on dildos have made her adventures in lesbianism an open secret. In truth, the thought of Adona wielding those big butch pricks and pounding away at some simpering little b***h has turned me on more than anything else. And suddenly despite my distress I find I can’t help but obey at least the first of my lover’s orders. Imaginings that have long tormented and tantalized me equally recur with amazing force.
I picture Adona in some anonymous motel, or even better in the prison cell where she just served three years – for assault and possession of explosives, ironically enough. She’s standing over some gamine waif, a teenager picked up for drugs perh
