“Put them on us and then take them off afterwards.” “Yeah,” Jerome cut in. “He had to do that each time and if he wasn’t around she would...fuck us without one.” “So?” Karl smiled at her. “She wasn’t on the pill.” “Fuck,” Claire exclaimed. “Did she get pregnant?” “Not sure,” Jerome replied. “She could have done. We only fucked her for a few months, didn’t we? “Yeah,” Karl responded. “Something better came along to occupy us.” “Oh?” “Sunita and Sanjay, an Indian couple,” Jerome smiled.. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Because her breasts are already uncovered it was an extremely erotic breath, for me at least. She slowly moved to the center of my room. I took a few nice pictures of her with her breasts exposed. Well, I thought they were nice. She didn’t look too happy about it. I ordered her to hold her breasts, cup them in her hands while I took a few more pictures. I was just about to order her to pinch her nipples and make them hard. It was then that I looked. In the space of one night, I could specifically say that I died a thousand deaths. We met at a charity event for the homeless and while the master of ceremonies kept going on in his drone-like voice about how bad these people were suffering and how much they needed our “help”, my long shapely legs that could put any model to shame found their way to the open bar.“Double scotch on the rocks please,” I said to the bartender. I was not all that aware of my surroundings so it explained that I. “That tops it!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with anger, then leaned back on the wall and sighed. The elevator trembled for a brief moment, then plunged down. I felt my body getting light as a feather. My feet took off the floor and everything before my eyes grew blurry. The girl was screaming, I saw her flailing her arms like a puppet. And then a monstrous hit ensued, parts of the torn boarding grazed my left cheek. I collapsed like a rock on the floor. The light died out, for a moment.