" He asked. "Where are they?"I said nothing. He nodded to the officers and I felt something against the back of my skull and I passed out.***When I ca...e to, I was lying on a bed. A man was standing over me applying pressure to my face. I tried to sit up quickly, but he placed his hand firmly on my shoulder."Easy, young lady." He said. "If you move too quickly, you'll start bleeding again." "Where am I?" I asked, groggily. "Jail." He said. "You came in pretty beat up. We took you right to the. It smelt like smooth, full heaven. I hardly ever drink. It occurred to me right then, and I even said it out loud… ‘The only thing keeping me from being addicted to cocaine is that I’ve never had any.’ I thought about that while I walked back into the living room with my popcorn to finish my movie. I really think it’s right. I am screwed-up in the head, and only the Grace of God comes between me and being dead every day. There’s this song I like that says something about being a preacher’s. Ann felt sated, and more. She felt a completeness after their joining that she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. ‘Ann, why are you crying?’ Martin asked, his voice gentle. ‘I’m crying because I’m happy!’ Ann replied. She kissed him and kissed him again. ‘I haven’t felt this wonderful in so long.’ ‘Was…was I good for you?’ Martin asked. ‘I-I’ve never felt like this, ever!’ Ann said and kissed him some more. ‘It…it was…it was wonderful!’. ..slowly they had run their hands over his chest...tenderly touching him...moving him slowly backward to the bar..the blonde woman with large breasts had opened her shirt..he stared at her tits with the rings thru her nipples and small chain between the them ...the way her tits moved held his gaze..he grabbed the chain...playfully pulling up on it...causing her nipples to yank upward....she moaned with pleasure....he was lost to the fact that the other women were slowly moving him to where they.