What would surprise you? Your redemption? A God in need of redemption? Oh, no, you think. Not redemption. Evil lies not here in my heart. Evil has no ...lace here. What purpose, then, carves it’s place on these drifting dunes. That in human love lies true peace? Do you, God, claim to know such peace? That in the gift men and women give to one another in the sharing of souls, the union of one life with another, the meaning of all life becomes clear even as the measure of one life becomes. “Ahhh, you bitch,” was the only thing I could say. I pulled out then back in for the next burst, with the same clenching and squeezing sequence. This time I shouted at Jean, “You fuckin' whore, Jean.” Each time I came, Jean shouted back, “Blow, you bastard, blow!” There were four amazing bursts. Jean said to me, “Ohh, Bob, I can feel every drop, it feels fantastic, you’re a real gusher. Now my cunt feels fed.” After the final burst I was going to pull out but Jean said, “Don’t pull out.. They had already cleaned all the ends up so they wouldn't have to stop before they tacked and welded.I let them measure and mark, making sure they measured a minimum of two times to confirm the length and where the bend was supposed to begin and end. They bent a tube then re-measured, making sure they did it correctly. I complimented them on doing the double-checking as that was the way to confirm perfection.I helped them set up parts to start tacking, explaining why I did it this way, and why. “Remember? Remember all I told you. I will do that to you. I will cut little pieces off your breasts and make you eat them, bite by bite. I will cut off your toes so you cannot walk, cut out your tongue so you cannot speak. I will cut off your clit and your pussy lips so you can have no sexual pleasure. I will, Cathy. And, you know I will. You know if I can ignore the sexual power you aimed at me, I am capable of anything, capable even of torturing and maiming you.”I felt warm liquid hit my.