Later that evening, the man comes outside again. It is dark and the crickets and frogs are out, singing to the night, serenading any who can listen. His shadow is on the ground as he walks out into the yard again. There is a click and suddenly we can see who the frogs are singing to: AJ is kneeling on a white blanket and she looks very different than the last time we saw her.The man has turned her into a sex object, a fucktoy to play with. A black leather corset has replaced her tank top. Her shorts have been replaced with a pair of black, frilly boy short underwear and sheer to waist pantyhos... Show more