And silent. It felt like about four A.M. Elaine was lying on her stomach. She couldn't see the alarm clock, but she didn't want to know the time. One ...and was between her legs, but it wasn't moving. It was... reassuring. She wasn't really aware of it.Remembering the fleeting images she'd dreamed, she put them together in her mind. Gary had picked her up after college. He was waiting for her, leaning on some nondescript sports car. He'd embraced her and she'd melted. His hands had stolen down to. The day would still end in a victory nonetheless with at least two men from the gang hanged by her. There was certainly enough orgasmic potential in that. But it was the two core members she was desperate for the most, the McKell brothers. She began preparations for her big, long-awaited day. Her brain buzzing with delirium from the pleasure-giving news.The execution took place three days after the Sheriff made his announcement. The postponement enabled the town preparation time for the big. She had no children of her own, but she saw in Caity a deep well of loss and lonesomeness.Caity proved surprisingly easy to talk to, with a sweet laugh and a wicked sense of humour. With shining black hair and disarmingly green eyes, she was an easy person to be around. Abbey warmed to her immediately. Soon they were chatting like sisters. A morning in which she originally planned to continue setting up her studio evaporated away whilst the two women talked. Caity started when she looked at her. ’ Unsure exactly what she meant, I looked up at her and her eyes were still closed. But after a few seconds of inaction on my part, she opened her eyes, gave me an ultra-serious stare, and said ‘I want you to fist me.’ I was very reluctant to even attempt that on her, doubting that she could accommodate much more than the three fingers I’d just given her. But seeing how much she wanted it, I was willing to give it a try. I doused my left hand with a lot of body wash to give me plenty of.