And that made me stop and read it again. Normally these mails were much cruder, telling me for example how much I would be screaming within minutes, ...nd how many gallons of cum would be offloaded over me, sometimes so much that I could imagine myself being drowned in the torrent !But this one was different.I looked at the sender and suddenly my mouth dropped. It was from a woman ! A woman had contacted me and she wanted to make love with me ????????????? I was stunned.OK let me give you some. He had very short black hair and was wearing an open collared shirt and jeans. She couldn’t see his facial features very clearly, but judging from his overall appearance and the square outline of his jaw, he was good-looking, but also seemed like a bit of a ruffian. He lit a cigarette and stood there for a moment looking around, as though he was expecting to see something, and then he walked off in the same direction as where the bus had come from. Holly closed the curtain and slipped quietly. My girl loves it. She cleaned me up and stood up, and we kissed.“Baby, tonight will be really hot. You should probably just rest, Baby. You’re going to need all your energy for that. I’m going to pick out something sexy for you at the mall. I want you looking hot for your suitors.”“Eric, you’re so sweet. I can’t wait to see what you get. I love when you pick out my clothes.”“It will be hot looking, however, I’m sure you’ll be nude quickly. My baby needs new shoes for her hot night. Something. Well, so much for keeping her calm. The TV broke the way you would expect a TV to break. Just as it fell over, the ceiling flaps opened again and the same blue mist-like gas started pouring into the apartment."What is that?" she screamed panicking."I think it's sleeping gas," I answered in what I hoped was a soothing voice."It's what? Sleeping gas? Oh my god, they're gassing us? This is illegal! This is poison! I'm going to die here," she ran at a wall, "Let me out! Let me out! Let me out! Let.