Take a little nap. I got to make you a sammich!" I was kidding." I'm not. It's symbolic. Gotta do it."A little while later I awoke to gentle kisses an... the alluring odor of cooked bacon. "Come on. I made BLTs. We need to eat before they get soggy."A good BLT is a weakness. I know a few eateries where a good one can be had. I never had one home-made, and I am happy to report that this sixteen year old strawberry blonde did it right."You're smiling." Best damn sammich I've ever had," I said. I. Note: The situation with Deborah is touch and go. She spends a few months in intensive care, but she has a full recovery. Calling in the Vampire helicopter saved her life, because she would have bled to death on the way to hospital. Mr Walker is charged with attempted murder, but he’s sent for a sanity assessment first. I don’t follow that up, but the criminal case never goes to court. Mrs Walker later divorces him, and she moves away.EveningBack to the hotel for a quick shower and change. I. And yet these words have reached somewhere deep inside me and touched a place never realized. The witty banter… the sexual innuendo… the subtle erotica. Heh… her words, that are so true. Eagerly awaiting each reply that forces me to look further into myself, to see and feel and think about possibilities never imagined. How has she done this to me with mere words? The immediate understanding between us? The words. The very act of writing. The writing is our safe little world, where there are no. The first fiery eruption of cum took place and he was seized with an epileptic trembling throughout his body as the torrent of white-hot fire shot through the length of his cock."... CUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMM. Ahhhhhhgggghh! Suuuuuuuccckh meeeeeeee!"He was gasping, his lips were drawn back against his teeth and his brow was furrowed as though he were in agony. His prick began a sudden wild, convulsive jerking that flooded Trish's madly sucking mouth with torrent after torrent of burning semen, bloating.