I can edge for hours, and I often do, I have a vivid imagination and when I finally cum, it is so intense it’s amazing. That fine line between holdi...g back and cumming is a knife edge, I can hover there for a long time, but once it’s crossed, well you know the rest.Debby had been visiting more often recently, she was having some work done on her house, I didn’t mind as she was good company. My ability to work from home was a bonus too, as we could chat over a coffee when I needed a break. As my. Okay so there I was I had just left her apartment building and was waiting to cross the road to get back to the park I had just walked through, Had to go back through it to get home, That's when I heard sirens that seemed to be coming towards where I was, I watched on as a car sped past me followed by two police vehicles, Okay I know you probably think that part has nothing to do with the story, Well you're wrong, Seeing that the police had passed I dubbed it safe to cross the road, Little did. He looked at his watch. "Two ... t-two and a half..." he croaked. "Better ... than I thought ... we'd do..."Richie got off his bike, letting it fall to the dirt. He draped himself over the gate like a rag doll. "Oh man ... felt like fucking two days..."Jason looked at his bike, where the bag with the book hung from one handle. Trying to steer the bike with that weight had been a challenge. "S-sorry. But this is the only place it could be."Richie groaned and straightened up. He looked past the. He wondered if there were still people, maybe on the other side. How long would it take to paddle around the island? Could he even do it in the little rubber raft? Maybe he could climb the mountain. From the top he was sure he could see around the island, certainly tell if there were any people. He hoped they would be spotted soon so he didn't have to try any heroic stuff. Mike wasn't the hero type.The emergency box had a trident inside. He cut a longish pole and shaped it to fit the trident..