“So has Laura kept in touch with you?” I asked.“Not really, I haven’t heard from her since our five year high school class reunion. Sorry I ca...’t help you,” she said. She had been quite pleasant as she told me nothing. I put a star by her name. I decided to have Lillian check her out. Something about her didn’t seem quite right.Instead of wasting time on what was probably a dead end, I decided to keep working on the list Silvia Everest had given me. Next on her list, arranged by importance, was. It wasn’t too long before I groaned that I was going to cum and she said “I don’t mind” with that I released as she swallowed stream after stream of cum… she gagged slightly; it was obviously too much for her to handle.Having kicked off her jeans and thong she rolled over and straddled me, she took my cock which was now only half hard and eased it into her pussy and sank all 8 inches into her as she leaned down and kissed me on the lips softly, she placed her hands on my chest and used her. You scramble to your hip for your handgun and nearly lose your grip, but ha, its still in your hand. You aim at the handle and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is jammed between the house and. To even think the word I gives me a strange feeling in the marrow of my bones. It was years ago you see, that my humanity was taken from me. I surrendered in a way that seems logical by definition in its demand that I no longer refer to myself, or even think of myself as, a person. Since I am now an object, chattel of limited value, an animal, I think of myself as an it a thing to be used, or not, by my owners or their agents. By the end of this sentence, I will no longer refer to myself as.