Then one Friday morning I checked my messages in bed and there was one new message from a guy near me, he didn't say exactly where he was but said he ...as in my general area, he seemed perfect, he was confident in his message so I figured it wasn't his first time but he didn't come off as too experienced. He left his number so I took it down and hung up. I was now lying in my bed, phone in one hand, his number in the other and my dick making a tent out of my bed sheet. I typed out the message. The main attack began early in the morning on a Sunday with much bloodshed and barbarity. The invading force of almost a thousand French militia and Indian Tribes split into a number of smaller raiding parties and hit the entire Colony from one end to the other. Hostages were seldom taken and the raiders killed men, women and children without mercy for age or sex.The elderly and infirm were the first to go because they had no defense. They were followed by the tender aged infants deprived of. Marcus led the way, squinting into the darkness as he tried to find the body. Did none of you think to bring a fucking light? He pinched the bridge of his nose. I have one. Gaius, the second oldest of five, stepped in front of him and they made their way down the riverbank. There she was, draped over the rocks like the corpse of a siren. Every one of the multitude of cuts in her flesh was surgical. Methodical. Just as precise as hed have made them if this was his work. Whoever had done this... He must have gotten quite a surprise. After a second he recovered and continued, “What do you want me to do?” Blushing I said, with my face hidden, “Could you direct the stream of water and wash away the blood. I keep hitting where I hit my head and it’s still a bit tender.” “Okay,” he said. “Let me have the shower head.” He took the shower head from me and climbed over the toilet. Standing in the little space between the tub and the toilet he leaned over the tub and, supporting himself on.