By the time I heard a knock on the door, I was terrified. As I reached for the door handle, it got too much for me to handle and I reverted back into ... fantasy to keep from facing reality. I was now inside the fantasy. The world around me looked just the same and the fear coursing through my veins felt just as real, but deep down, I knew none of it was genuine. It still took a few seconds before I worked up the nerve to open the door. My beautiful neighbor stood in the doorframe. Up until that. . " I get no answer. So I'm in the room and they're girl talking and stuff and I'm eyeing her dress. The hole in the zipper grew about 1 inch, the threads holding the straps are both down to one and the gaps on her hips and the side of her belly get bigger every minute. Just then, she walks towards Brittanys walk in closet and a splinter is stinking out of the door frame and her the side of her hose caught on to it and pulled some of the nylon thread causing runs to form. She looks down and. I pulled as hard as I could, and for a moment, pain shot through my lower body, but it quickly receded to a tingling sensation with occasional pricks of discomfort. “Good girl,” he growled at me, but he kept his body still, allowing me to get accustomed to the incredible feeling of being stretched all the way. It felt like he was filling up my body all the way. It was both sensual and incredibly naughty. I felt loved and owned. I felt… bliss. He started to move only slightly, but it was enough. THE CROSSING - part 17by BobH(c) 2016 - 39 -"Following heavy bombing over recent days and a thousand bomber raid lastnight, the coast of Normandy was invaded by amphibious forces of thewestern allies shortly after dawn this morning. This is believed to be adiversionary attack to draw defenders away from Calais, a ploy thatmilitary leaders in that port city will not fall for. The assault isbeing resisted by the heroic soldiers of the Reich already assembled.