" she added. "Twice!" I thought to myself. "That's twice she's mentioned a lack of sex. This is good." Tell you what...it's still early...why don't we...just sit here and have a few beers and talk a while before we go out." I suggested. "Suits me...but are you gonna stay in that tie all night like some preacher," she replied laughing as she reached for my empty bottle. I watched her sashay to the fridge as I undid my tie and loosened up a bit. When Heather returned she sat next to me on the couch. Morning came early as the sun streamed into the RV. With a fresh cup of coffee, Patrick stepped outside to enjoy the morning air. That air was filled with the sounds of birds, a sound that he didn’t often hear when he lived in the city. ‘Good morning, neighbor’ said a female voice. Patrick turned to see who had called out to him. It looked like it was the same woman he saw in the grocery line yesterday, ‘Good morning.’ Recognizing the man seated in the chair, she smiled and said, ‘We meet. I first met him in the field early this year and was honestly impressed with the male specimen. We went over statistical projections and the cost of material and shared a canteen lunch. Shook hands, traded business cards and he said he would see me later. A month later I was surprised to be introduced to him as the ministers new chief of staff! This was the beginning of many lunches together and after work drinks. And we talked about everything. After a while I was no longer seeing a black. She later told me that the sphincter was torn and bleeding, too.I looked down and could see blood flowing from her body. After a moment, I felt her tighten and relax totally and the blood flow increase for a moment. I shook my head. Miranda came over and pulled her off me and lay her on the ground. Blood flowed from her pussy a bit and from her rectum rapidly and then slowed. She wasn't breathing. I had never killed a woman with my cock and wasn't glad that I had even though her impalement upon.