She was strong when it counted, when she had to save me. But then her weakness caused her to kill herself.Like I said, I'm strong. I've had to be. ... had to survive that. Hell, I had to survive my whole damn childhood.A lot has happened in the years since my parents' deaths. I've been married three times, and almost married another man. The first guy seemed pretty nice when I met him. I never told him how I lost my virginity, and I tried to be a good lover to him. When I found out he was. She showed his hands what pleasured her and he took his time, getting her wound up enough that she pulled his rod to her wet, hot portal. Sleep was gladly interrupted twice more before dawn when she got up, peed with the tiny head’s (that’s a marine toilet, not the end of a dick in this case) door open, and gave him a goodbye kiss. She actually thanked him for a good time as she departed. He laid in the messed-up bed wondering how many cocks and of what color had enjoyed her prime pussy.He was. “Buddy, do you have your suitcase packed?” Sue, his mother asked.“Yes mom, I am taking it to the pickup. I will start loading the air mattresses.”Buddy had both king size air mattresses loaded along with the pump when Kin his daddy came out with his and mom’s suitcases. They worked together to put the huge tent that made the three of them feel at home.The ride to Lake Debra was comfortable in the GMC 3500 crew cab. Kong their Mastiff had had room in the back with Buddy.They found a spot close. The two of them fought, clenching with theirforepaws and biting each other's throat. Finally, the cat succeeded inshattering the panther's neck, and it stopped moving. Wounded in theneck from the fight, the cat stumbled over to me and leaped back on thealtar, where it raked my arm with its claws and then laid down on it,allowing its blood to mix with mine. I gave a gasp, shuddered violently,and then passed out. When I awoke the next morning, I was delirious andthought there were cats all.