A van parked near her usual jogging path, several men grabbing her as she jogged past, a rag in her mouth, a hood over her head and a heavy man sittin... on her back until the van arrived at its destination. Her kidnappers dragged her out of the van and removed the hood and gag. She could see that she was in a large empty building. It might have been a warehouse or an old abandoned factory. The windows were blacked out (Mrs Jim had said ?keep her confused – don’t let her know if its day or. So small, but still so…so what? Innocent? Perfect? ….arousing? Yes, he didn’t like it, but he was aroused by the sight of her.“All right,” he said, “I’ll look one more time, and this time I wont react that way. It just caught me off guard, that’s all.” So he peeked again. Oh god they were just the same as he remembered them. Her nipples a pale pink, barely distinguishable from the rest of her flesh. He felt it…a rise in his pants. It’s been years since becoming a cyborg freak of nature that he. It was beautiful to look at. It wasperfectly tapered and molded, hard and flaming pink, with a gracefulhelmet curving into a faint slit at the end. His big penis seemed to be looming over me and I reached out my handand touched it. It was hard and velvety. It twitched and I jerked myhand back in surprise. I wondered how it could possibly fit in me and I remembered an expressionI heard a girl at camp use once, “like fitting a two by four through akeyhole”. He leaned forward and. Busy with parenting, housekeeping, and working at various jobs, Michelle had never really had a chance to feel alone. Now, however, Jacob had moved out to attend college, leaving Michelle with an empty nest at the ripe old age of thirty-eight. And the loneliness was filling her up fast. It was not that Michelle lacked for company. She had drinks or dinner with friends once or twice a week, had a fairly sociable workplace, and was doing some work on the side for a couple volunteer organizations..