The mask nods in understanding of the brief response, and beckons down to the wagon. A priest climbs wearily from the front of the transport, and drag... himself up the ladder to the slippery wooden platform.A word or two with the hangman, and the priest turns to the convict and then, attempting to hold his bible open in the wind and rain, begins to recite familiar verses to all in the crowd, but especially to the man wavering between the posts.The hangman, strong now in his assigned role, holds. I began smashing the bones into the wall, feeling them crack and break apart in my hands. Looking back, I saw what remained of the skeleton sitting on the ground, missing a rib or two, as well as its legs and the bottom half of one arm. I looked at the femur in my hand and felt the magical pull on it. Grinning, I walked towards the skeleton, the femur in my hand. I approached it on the side where it had no real arm, and easily dodged the slashing movements made by the stump. I stepped in behind. I wasn’t really that much of an exhibitionist, in fact the only times I had flashed someone was as dares. I waited until I was out onto the main road then I started the timer on my watch and the bullet. The fact I was driving and was getting all excited was making me extra hot. The tingling in and around my pussy was amazing. The fact I was driving made it even more exciting, the tingling made it harder to drive and the driving took my mind off the tingling. After only a few minutes. Then, as if he were reading my mind he said, “We don’t need all the answers right now. We haven’t even kissed yet.”This was all the logic I needed at that moment. Jake turned toward me and put him right arm up on the back of the couch. We stared at each other for several long moments, and then it happened. He took his left hand, placed it on the side of my cheek and neck and pulled me in for a kiss. Every nerve in my body quivered with excitement and anticipation. The only way to describe this.