He really is someone a strung out crack whore would refuse to jack off in a dark alley with two bags over his head and wearing a radiation suit just t... get her fix.”“I don’t know who the fuck made you God or let in you my room. If you don’t get your sorry asses out of my room right now, the Police crime scene forensics team will be having some hard decisions to make. Was my smashing your fucking brains out with this lamp self-defense or did it cross the line into my really enjoying it as much. ’She shoved me back so I lost balance against the wall behind me,‘I said hurry. Lay down on the ground right now, Tahlia has given me five extra minutes.’I laid down as she took off her sweat pants and underwear, now naked from the waist down.‘You don’t get my sweet pussy bitch, you get my arse. I’m not going to get to cum but I don’t care about that, the satisfaction of having the bitch that raped my little Sister and made her into a pussy craving licking little lezzy, making out with my dirty. The only thing I enjoyed was sketching, but no one would pose for me. I did sketch a few hundred cross-sections of the human anatomy for something to do. Mom was acting like a mother hen with one lone chick, which was fine at first, but soon became irritating. I was completely healed, but the fact that I didn't actually fit the normal timeframe for recovering from a wound like mine didn't mean much. I couldn't tell anyone but Sandy that, except for the surgeon's incision, I'd healed myself. Then I had a brainstorm.I could dress in my regular clothes and look like an employee of the boss. That way, I should be able to put the gold into suitcases and take it out the front door without anyone paying attention. I looked in the various closets and found several suitcases that looked like they would serve my purpose. I dumped the stuff that I found in them and loaded the suitcases with an appropriate amount of gold. For an extra couple of Krugerrands, the two women helped me repack the.