Oh, God! It was Davey. Davey, what have I done to us? The world faded to black.The morning sun streamed brilliantly through the window waking me with ... start. The dream came to me, as a vision, and I started crying. The door opened and a doctor and another man in a suit walked in.With a breezy smile, the doctor introduced himself, "Good morning, young lady! I'm Dr. Schultz and this is Detective Anders. How do you feel, miss?" I feel... heavy, like I couldn't lift my body. My mind seems mushy.. Now take me up to your apartment and make love to me.”I just stood there and looked at her. Finally she gave a little shrug and said;“Okay okay; just take me up to your apartment and fuck me.”I hadn’t been laid since Sue left for Ohio so I figured why not? It wouldn’t change anything and I would at least give my right hand a day off.She did her best to fuck me to death that night. She got four times out of me and after the last one as we lay side by side resting she said:“I sure could a steady. Groves would be coming round soon to help her set the stage. She finished her dinner and gulped back her wine and sat waiting for the familiar knock on her back door."So how do you feel?" Mr. Groves asked courteously. "Are you comfortable?"Debbie turned her head to look at him, she was lying naked, and face down on her sofa with her knees bent back so that Mr. Groves could tie her wrists to her ankles. "As comfortable as I can be like this, I suppose." She grumbled softly."Right I just need to. “Shmidt, Shmidt!” a young staffer called as she ran over, “The President needs to talk to you right away!”“Thank you miss,” the woman smiled and kept walking.The woman reached up and moved a stray bit of blonde hair from in front of her glasses. She spotted the red head leaning against the door frame. Close to one hundred and ninety centimeters tall in her heels. She pushed herself off the door frame with her shoulder with she moved to accompany the blonde.“Why do you keep dying your hair Sin?”.