If you insist on confessing, at least show repentance with tons of tears." But I did kill Karen Clauser. I admit it. I did it for kicks. I feel no mor... remorse than a lion does when it kills a zebra for brunch. I looked at myself and realize I have no conscience, no compassion for human beings. I'm a predator, an animal that kills without feeling, well perhaps a mild pleasure in having done something that shocks people." But wolves and lions go in packs, have strong bonds to their own kind,". Its the way my Momma made it. I dont care for the store bought kind. He sat down with me as I lifted it to take another sip. Youre just a proper little lady arent you. You really are a graceful little thing. He said smiling at me. Thank you. The tea is very good. I said smiling back at him. He was watching me and I saw that far away look creeping into his eyes again. What are you thinking about Mr. Reynolds? I asked in a gentle tone. He blinked and shook his head saying Ah its nothing. “Or we could leave so you can do just that?” “But the kids?” Marcy mildly protested.“I gave them my check and babe, at this moment, I’m the one in need. Are you going to deny me?” His words carved into her willpower and Marcy found herself following him out of the event to his car. She didn’t even notice the photographers snapping images of the two of them leaving together. Back at Rob’s place later that night, he held her in his arms as they laid in bed skin to skin catching their breath. “Why. She tried to help me while i fingered her pussy with one,then two and three fingers, wetting my hands from the copious amountsof fluids. God, in this moment i never before wished as much as then tohave such a pussy instead of a useless clittie. She rubbed my lameexcuse for a cock and really got it half hard but when i started toslip the condom over the head of my uncircumsized clittie it wasalready soft and femmie again.It is really time to have a pussy myself. What for do i have a socalled.