You know that. Just trying to help.”Over the next few weeks we did the dance thing withDiane in hot little outfits a few times. Then I decidedto...help her out a little more. Diana hadn’t been fuckedor had her pussy touched in about 3 months. Well maybea little grinding or groping at a club. I had startedtalking dirty to her without touching her. Asking ifshe was horny, if she’d like a cock in her. She wouldlay back and fantasize as I talked to her, like phonesex, sometimes I. Fun.”“Really? Fun, huh?” Then it sounded like they moved some things around, and I think the bed creaked or maybe it was the floor and then she said “Maybe I should get pierced like that?” and he said “Oh definitely.”“Yeah?”“Well, maybe not that much but definitely here” and she said “Ou ikhed at uh?” like he was grabbing her tongue and then he said “And most definitely here” and she just said “Mhmmm” and he said “So it's one for your benefit and one for mine” and she said “Mhm” again.Then they. “Oh, yeah. That feels good. You like sucking cock, don’t you?”“Mmm-hmm,” I mumbled around his shaft. I was glad I had kept my fellatio skills up using my toys. It had been so long since a real one had been in my mouth, I might have forgotten how to do it, otherwise.He put his hands on the back of my head and held it there while he slid his prick in and out of my mouth, moaning as he did. He tried to get it into my throat, but with my head turned the way it was, I kept on gagging. I pushed back. Some dark shadow appeared to have passed behind her, near the door to the kitchen.She spun around, but saw nothing. The fright she had felt came back as sharp and consuming as it had been earlier. She shivered and wanted to run from the room, from the house that suddenly, did not feel to be the safe haven it used to be.“This is stupid.” She admonished herself out loud. “It’s my fucking home and that’s that.”“Jim, if you’re fucking about. Stop it!” Rachel did not believe in an afterlife and did.