Noticing she was awake, Tabatha stopping licking and grinned up at her, “Then what?”“What?” Lisa asked, confused for a moment.“Your girls,�... Tabatha grinned, “they pin me to the ground with their spears in my belly. What would you do to me, then?”“I would take a knife from my belt,” Lisa began.“No, no,” Tabatha corrected her. “We’re all naked, remember?”“Oh, yeah,” Lisa muttered. “Alright, I would take my spear – no, take your spear, already coated with my blood – and insert it up into your. It's useless and futile but it makes me really fucking horny. Really horny. They force me into restraints. They put straps over my belly as well. I can't move. Yes I am fucking crazy. I'm a true mental patient now. I'm being restrained in slipper socks, gown, and my underwear on the way to the middle hospital. It's fun. I feel so sexy and horny. They wheel me out the door and into the ambulance. They started up and we're on the road. It's not long we're on the interstate. I can't see where. He began to pant with excitement.Jane knew her ass was showing. She could feel the air flowing from the screen door, cooling it, and used her free hand to tug her skirt higher. She knew from experience that the sight of a woman's naked ass quivering fleshly would turn most men into sex fiends. Danny was no exception. He leaned forward, bending over her shoulder for a better view. In doing so he pushed his dripping knob against his mother's face."Ohhhhh," Jane sighed, feeling the trail of warm. Paige, who was on her way to the spa, had heard of the situation at the clinic and rushed to be at Bolt’s side. When she arrived she was heart broken to learn that Bolt thought that she was his mother, not his fiancée. After a few visits to the local psychiatrist, he seemed to be fine. *** (we will return to the second half of ‘As The Mouse Clicks’ after this message from our sponsor….) And now a word (or several) from our sponsor: Heard on the subway: Woman 1: Does your hoochie ever stink?.