"No!!" Her scream cut through the air when he started on the next incision.We were watching a wet dream.The knife was sharp and sliced effortlessly th...ough her tender skin - six times. He carved three parallel lines down the centre of each cheek. It was his trademark. One of them. Each would heal into a thin red ridge. But before it healed it would hurt, and John had this down to a science.There was a point to this. The cunt was becoming an it. A thing, a piece of meat. She was screaming and. "Please don't mention what you saw to anyone, we beg of you," in a very pleading voice completely opposite to the demanding tone she had used when I first entered."Ladies, what you do is entirely up to you, I am sorry that I interrupted you in your activities. What I saw remains your secret, as far as I'm concerned. It was quite a thrill though," I answered her and started laughing.I think it was contagious as they too joined in the laughter."I think we have a friend her Mavis," the first lady. Leaves were drifting in the wind or mouldering brown on the wet ground. We arrived at our cabin just as the sun went down. The wind was chilly, and the rain was still pouring down. We grabbed our bags and ran to the house. We got a bit wet while I fumbled to get the right key to open the door. Then finally we got indoors, and I turned the lights on. The cabin wasn’t big, just two rooms. A bedroom and a living room, with a tiny kitchen in one end and a fireplace in the other. The whole house. " Is he conscious?" He is resting now and he couldn't talk with you anyway because of his jaw." Have you told him that he is President?" No. It's been a bit busy around here tonight and I wasn't told that he had become President until just before I got on the phone with you. I was wondering what all of the Secret Service agents were doing all over the place around here, and they are now guarding him. I think that it would be better to wait anyway. He has been told that there was an explosion at.