It will probably be two in the morning before I get home." Then I guess you will just have to go a week or so without any hot sex." Why? I'll be home ...n time to keep you busy from two in the morning until you destroy me." Mama nature is kicking your butt, not me. If I'm right my period should be starting sometime soon. Given my luck I'd bet it starts about five minutes before you get home." Then I guess I'd better get my fill tonight. Come on, the dishes can wait" and he took her hand and. She would like to pretend that it didn't, but she couldn't. The pain and soreness in her body told her that it was real. The short leather coat laying over the chair in her bedroom also attested to the fact that it had not been a nightmare. It was the coat that one of the rapists had loaned her to cover herself after all of her clothing had been utterly destroyed. It had not been an act of kindness on his part, however. If Melissa had been seen naked in the streets, the police would have become. She gasped and stiffened, giving a small cry. His hand tenderlyheld the breast and soothed it with more ice, once more leaving an icy trickleof water. She sighed with relief only to be shocked by the pain of the hotwax on her thigh just above the stocking top. This time, instead of his hand holdingthe ice he came round and knelt, putting his mouth to the scalded spot. Hiskiss was ice cold and she realised he had taken the ice in his mouth. Onceagain he stood behind her and she braced for the. “Gonna fuck all your fangwhores. They're gonna love my big cock.”Damien laughed.“What?” the Texan asked, drawing a thick, silver blade from beneath his jacket. The big man bent over, planting his knee on Damien's shoulder. The knife, the edge serrated for cutting, lowered to Damien's throat.“They wouldn't feel your small dick.”The Texan smiled. “Well, I guess you'll never know. You'll be down in hell.”Damien's telekinesis seized the silver throwing knife embedded in his chest. He wrenched it.