Seine Fußsohlen stützen sich an meinen Hüften ab. Er schiebt seine Lenden nach oben und seinen wachsenden Prügel in meinen Mund. In der Öffentlic...keit (mehr oder weniger) blase ich einen fremden alten, aber inzwischen harten Schwanz. Ich bin inzwischen rattig. Als fremde Stimmen immer näher kommen stellt er sich wieder hin und bittet mich, ich solle mich neben ihn stellen, was ich auch tue. Eine Hand gleitet über meinen Po, seine andere greift mit hart an meinen Schwanz. Ein Finger findet den. .***Ranma woke up feeling no pain. It took her a moment to realize she wasn't feeling much of anything. She was floating... as if she'd been drugged."The, the hospital!"She tried to get up, to escape again. {E, every...thing's spinnin'...}The firm hands gently pressed her back down by her triceps. "You're at home, in your bed," a strange man tried to assure her.{Home? I have no home...I, I've been on the road for (what is it, now?)...ten years...} The part about not being in a hospital was. .. what am I thinking? It must be because I hadn't had sex for a month or so, I told myself.As the night drew to a close, I said that I'd better go because I wanted to have a nice long bath and then get some well earned sleep. "Why not have a bath here? There's plenty of hot water and clean towels" my mother asked. She seemed to have a mysterious glint in her eye as she said it... almost a wink without actually winking.I said ok, thinking my house will be cold anyway and it'll save me on my gas. A sexual harassment suit would be lovely. The morelawyers get involved in anything, the more potential there is for me toline up a few more souls. Have to remember to send a large anonymousdonation to the American Bar Association when I get a chance.I'd love to hear that Meg gets fired over this, and has to go sell herbody to make ends meet, because that's really gravy for me. But "He"doesn't allow me to plant suggestions. Fine. The path is at leastgoing to present itself, so maybe I'll.