Larry was up tobeing a pest and trying to ruin Nicole's party. Nicole looked like shewas about to climb up and give Larry a Knuckle-Boom with BrassKnu...kles.I told her. "To relax and let me try some of my magic."I went over to sound system turned off the CD. I switched it so I useit like a Public Address and set in a sound effects tape. I turned upthe volume and cued the sounds of a Chopper landing. Then I spoke likeClint Eastwood."All you Flavin MooshBaggers. This is the Music Police. Turn down. There is enough light in the room now to make out your entire sexual cleft, from the pink ring of your anus down into the folds of your cunt.With the thumb of each hand I prise open your outer lips and they part willingly, their interior slightly moist. Now I lean down and inhale deeply your gorgeous humid scent. I run my tongue gently down across your anus and into the bottom of your pussy, teasing, playful. Still you lie still, although now your breathing is shorter and more shallow. I insert. ‘Where is she girl? Where’s Faith?’ She ignored him and continued her cry. There were no windows on the first floor at this end. If someone were inside, they’d be trapped. Pounding on the structure, Bill screamed, ‘Faith! Faith! Are you in there!’ and pressed his ear to the wall. Time to act was burning away quickly and there was nothing left to do but try. Racing to the truck, Bill quickly refueled the chainsaw and ran back. Ripping off the vapor barrier to expose the nail heads, he started. If only - are there any sadder words? If only I could stop seeing images of her with those officers. I keep replaying conversations I had with those men, wondering if they ever let me hear them laughing at me, taunting me. Every time I start talk to Jenny about holding her in bed, or more, I'm flooded with the image of one of those fat slobs rutting on her. Then I want to throw up as I 'hear' her cries of passion ringing in my ears.As I lay here I can hear her breathing, she's asleep. Normally.