That is not me. I flirt or am pleasant with men all the time but never did it lead to anything. It was just fun to get a little attention.One thing wi...h Mike led to another and then...I remembered now as the wetness between my legs reminded me. God, what I done, what did he do to me? He had sex with me twice in two different positions. His member was so large, so long, so thick ... He had torn me apart. I had come several times. He had filled me furiously. I remember screaming for him to stop. " He shook his head as her trim figure walked away. What an idiot Mulder was not marrying this charming, intelligent, sexy woman. I wonder if he truly sane? He shook his head. I wonder if anyone of us are.Scully was told to go right in. Her jaw dropped. The Cancer-Smoking Man was watching movies of her and Mulder with his omnipresent cigarette being puffed. Her mouth tightens into a dangerous frown as she realizes that their life has been bugged! Her hand moves towards her pistol, but iron. Course it were of our own making. Came to a place just south of Monroe and we seen some smoke from a chimney behind a hill and we left the road to see if they had a well and we could refill our canteens. What we found was a small farmhouse. There was a dead man in the yard and two Yankee cavalrymen having there way with a woman on the porch. She was yelling and screaming and trying to fight them off and one of the Yankee’s pulled a knife, slit her throat and kept on fucking her as she bled out.. The touch is so light it; it is close to a whisper across her skin. By the time she really feels it, the tendrils, already thick as rope, have wrapped around her arms, legs and torso. Beatrix doesn’t struggle. Instead, she relaxes and settles back into the soft cushion of the interior.Then they start to melt. Like thick syrup, the black crawls over her skin. It moves up her arms and down her chest and across her belly. Beatrix smiles at the feeling of the alien creature stretching itself over.