” Dammit, I said to myself as she got back in front of me. Another half hour into the hike we came near a river. I was drenched I sweat and in nee... of getting back in front of Katie, as it was impossible to ignore her tight lil ass. I made a quick turn to the river and called to Katie, “Hey, let’s check out the river.” Katie was back behind me. I was a bit relieved. We got to the river and I took off my pack and sat down on a rock to get a drink and change socks. Katie arrived moments. I did suck a lot of cock before I got married but I stop when we started dating.After that night I found Bush River back in 1998 and I would go there 4 or 5 nights a week and I loved every cock I sucked. After a while I started to dress up as a girl and started going to other places also. I would go to an adult theater on either Belair rd or Hartford rd (it slips my mind after all these years) and then I would go up to Bush River and then if I felt like it I would go to Pulaski Video. That was. His touch makes your mind wander to intimate fantasies as youpicture his face, his body, and you drift off.You noticed that he has stopped and wonder, wanting him to continue.Then you feel the oil on your skin as he rubs it in. It feels so goodalmost erotic. Intently you listen and wait, naked, vulnerable.You hear the clink of his buckle and the sound of clothing pulled off.You think to yourself did he just get undressed? I really should leave.But something deep inside makes you stay. You feel. I didn’t want to kill them in cold blood but was concerned about letting them go and them not come back.The one who had talked, Jim Bales, had talked with the others. All but one had agreed to leave and never return. I stood in front of him and said, “I understand you won’t promise not to return?”He looked at me grimly. “I’m coming back to get you and take the bitch.”“I don’t think so.” I shot him and watched as he died. I then said, “Do any of you have any idea of violating your promise to.