Grrl steadies her stance, holds herself from pressing forward and really entering into the boiling hot donkey jennet tunnel.
The stud does his thing, and is off Cat after just a couple of minutes.
Grrl pushes herself back and away from Cat, she expounds her disgust for what just happened, telling her one-time good friend that their affair was over!
A sick feeling in the depth of her stomach is a good reminder of what Cat felt when she realized she would be a donkey jennet, forever.
Finding in one corner of that vile trailer set a big five-gallon bucket of water, Grrl washed her hands and face there, using the furry backs of donkeys to wipe and dry her hands and face.
Pleading brays coming from Cat, she wishing to all that is holy for some manner of deliverance from her demeaning situation.
Cat thought yet in human ways, but her senses and passion for life came from what of her was then a donkey. Although pleading to Grrl for help, Cat continued to let her vaginal lips wink in welcome at those wily eyes of the male donkeys aboard with her.
Tempered to live as is a person, Grrl waited her chance, and when the truck pulling that trailer stopped for a red traffic signal, she crawled out, jumped into the street, and waving, bid Cat a farewell!