I did promise more stories and thank you for the positive comments.I was having the worst luck I had been fired from my job and hurt my knee by droppi...g a heavy box on to it.While I was driving home my car blew a tyre and I didn't have a spare(it was flat too).If things couldn't get any worse it started to pour down with rain.I was soaked right through and trying to take the flat off when a car pulled up I walked across and looked in the window.There was a beautiful red head asking if I needed. She kicks and fighting. Hands beating on me in her panic. She pushes away only to slam herself into the ground knocking the wind out of her lungs. Her eyes look down and she sees her breasts bare with the cloth barely covering any of her. Pink nipples clear in the moonlight.The looming shape over her. The massive thing sticking out from my furry loins. She grabs at the grass and tries to push herself along the ground. The terrified girl only gets a few feet before my clawed hand grabs her. Maybe we could use Helen as the arbiter and let her decide who was right and who was behaving unreasonably. I was sure I knew in whose favor she would decide.I don't know exactly when it started, but for as long as I can remember I have been getting together once a week with a few friends to play poker. I'm not an obsessive gambler; the stakes we play for are so low, they don't make any difference to our budget, no matter whether I win or lose. It's just a habit - Cathy calls it a ritual. We. "‘It's one of those clubs?" Brian whispered. "It is that club," Amanda smiled at a few people as she continued to lead him to the back. "You have heard of celebrities getting caught at night clubs doing stupid shit?" "Yeah," Brian said. "Welcome to the club they get caught in," Amanda smiled again. They finally stopped at a large circular table. There were other women there. Each of them scantily clad. "Sorry we're late," Amanda said as she sat down. Brian sat next to her. "Did you see Brandy.