‘Are you trying to kill me this morning? Have you no respect for the fucking dead?’ I yelled as I tried to keep up with him. ‘Hey man, I didn’... pour those drinks down your throat last night. I was stone sober in bed by nine thirty with Cindy,’ he said smiling. ‘I’ll take Cindy over a six pack of Corona any day of the week,’ he laughed as he picked up the pace again. I stopped, puked and started running again. Luckily it was just liquid and no chunks as I wiped my face with my handkerchief. You know it’s coming and so do I. We have a chance to try to make people understand. We can try to stop it or we can sit here and do nothing like everybody else.’ Helena sat, at a loss for words. It wasn’t often that someone came in spouting more anti-patriotic sentiment than she was inclined to spout herself. ‘You hungry?’ Tom asked abruptly. ‘Why don’t we talk about this over a sandwich?’ He put his hat on, pushing it forward on his brow and grabbed Helena’s coat off the hook on the back of. We talked with each other until she was called to take her spot at the table. I followed her inside and I sat back and watched her play her game. They were playing winner keeps the table. Well, I decided to put my name in the pot for my turn at playing. Tyssa was a very good player; she had beaten everyone who had come up against her. Finally it was my turn to play against her, the party had been breaking up slowly up until the time I finally got my chance to play. I approached the table and. Then he got right behind her and jammed his cock right into her."Fuck, now that's the big cock I need," Jane moaned.She said that, because he definitely had a bigger dick. I guess to her, bigger was better. Although, she wanted an emotional relationship too, and she got that from me.He began pounding her hard, and he spanked her too. It was as if she his own personal slut. As far as I knew, they didn't know each other. He had her moaning, and it was still getting under my skin. She was right.