We'll figure it out. Me: Ok. I will.Rh: I am having dinner with a girlfriend, how about meeting later.Me: Enjoy dinner with her; I can come by after i... you want. Is she joining us? ;)Rh: Is this the kind of service you give everyone? My friend won’t be with me this time. Lol. You are very sensual. So we jump straight to the hot and heavy and skip all the drama and emotional BS??? Sounds like a challenge?? High level of probability!!! Woohoo! (aren't you a math guy?)Me: I am glad you like. I stand behind her and lift up her skirt.Nothing, nothing at all. No panties. I spread her cheeks apart taking in the view of her tight asshole and pussy. Not a single hair to been seen, freshly waxed. Rebecca looks over her shoulder at me, she finally speaks.“How do you like it?”"I love it," I say as I gaze at her ass never making eye contact with her.I fall to my knees and begin to lick. Top of crack to the bottom of her clitoris. I am feasting on Rebecca like it is my last meal. I tongue her. Jessie seemed to want to get as far away from it as possible. ‘Where are we going?’ I tried to ask her, but it came out more as if I was just breathing out the words, sounding almost like a wheeze. ‘Somewhere away from here, someone will se the fire qand then we’re screwed.’ She just kept running and then we came up to the edge of some trees and I realized where she was headed, my house, or rather, my old house. This is the way I had come when I found her. . . or well, she found me. ‘Why are we. He would be more than any other man had been. He would be lover and killer, benefactor and enemy. He would hold her life in his hand and gently show her how absolutely beautiful death could be.It was his Purpose. She was his. She just didn't know it yet. He had watched them last night, stood outside the bedroom window and watched as he defiled her. He would pay for that later. But she came first. She had to be made to see that what he did, what he was, was so much more important than what she.