He held me very tight against his hard body and rubbed his hips against my hungry groin. I wanted him so bad…I moaned passionately as he held me tig...tly. One of his strong hands slid down onto my ass, covering it, squeezing and kneading my soft buttocks.Soon I felt again his long finger going deep inside my sensitive hot cunt. He started to thrust that finger in and out of my pussy lips. I squeezed my thighs together and trapped his finger between them.Then I took his erection within my both. Stingers have an unfortunate side effect on me—amnesia. I forget the immediate past prior to being zapped. I've timed it because I'm that sort of guy—I forget both being zapped and between 20 and 45 minutes prior to being hit with the stinger's ray. The aftermath, however, is pure misery—and yes I did time that too—with medical tube intervention I'm only miserable for about 90 minutes. Those are LONG minutes.Thinking back to my last accessible memories I came up with Thursday at zero eight. I could feel Jack's eyes burning into me but he was so quiet I couldn't even hear him breathe."Oh, Darn! I can't reach it all. Whatever will I do?" I'll help you Little Girl."I jumped. I didn't have to fake it one little bit. Jack had lowered his voice and for a split second I thought someone else was in the room. I noticed that my heart was pounding and I could feel some adrenaline that had been released into my bloodstream when he said that.My big, white panties were still around my knees and. I wanna see you tonight.”“Okay, daddy!”“Hell yeah. I like that shit. Let me get outta here. Call for real.”“I will.”Chuck made it home to the three-thousand-square-foot, four-bedroom, three-and-a-half-bath home he shared with his wife and younger daughter. He laid out the food for his angel then grabbed a Red Stripe beer from the fridge. He walked to one of the guest rooms and turned on the 46-inch flat-screen LCD TV.He made a point on the way to acknowledge his better half who was yapping away.