.." Lois relayed."Rusty? Red Dom?" Emily blinked."He didn't say anything about a Red Dom..." Serious red hair? Freckles? Kind of doughy-looking?" Emil... asked."Uh huh." Rusty. Yeah, we've been the same places a few times. He's into the lifestyle. I think he's practicing before taking on a sub," Emily told Lois. "I'd do him." Should I tell him?" No, we're too much alike. Rusty doesn't look like much, but when he stops being Ricochet Rabbit and gets his mojo on, he's a force of nature. I bet he's. Once on Hwy 50, they finally stopped. He could ride miles at a time without passing another vehicle or town. Anxious to get down the road, he opened up his bike and saw its speed increase… 70, 75, 80, 85, 90 miles per hour. Soon he was topping 110. With nothing ahead for miles on end, he finally felt at peace, the hum of the motor was a sound he enjoyed. Then, just as suddenly, he sensed danger overhead. Miles away, a state trooper helicopter was patrolling and somehow, he knew it. Thomas. He CHOSE the parts of the map he wanted to use.The Best of Reasons Bill chose? ... he liked to fuck. 'Go forth and multiply' was right up his alley."Megan?" he nudged her."Mmmmpgh?" she was positively wasted. Blasted, she didn't think she could ... think. Spectacular sex with Bill was so debilitating, so tiring so much fun ... and she'd had Waaay too much fun."Megan?" Bill nudged her again, harder."Arrrggghhh!" 'Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz', she snuggled closer and he got instantly hard. It slipped between. How can you expecta four year old to grasp the concept of death when they are just beginningto realize all the wonders of life? She still has that wide eyed innocencethat would accept things told to her without question, even from a six footpurple dinosaur. When we were there at the hospital for the last time, Itold her that her that her mother was going to sleep for awhile and thatsoon she was going to be playing with the angels. I didn't know what elseto say to her, so I just improvised with.