I began to ring the doorbell and just about broke the door beating on it. In a few minutes Erin shuffled slowly to answer the door, and I barely recog...ized her. She had been beaten all over and her face and arms were a solid mass of bleeding welts and swelling bruises. She was bleeding seemingly from everywhere and the blue terrycloth robe she was clutching around her now was spotted all over with purple-red drying bloodstains.I sat her down into a chair to cry, and immediately called 911 and. "~Wait. That wasn't my name~"No! My name's not Vivian. It's Vivian! My name is V...Vii..Viiii...Vivian Isabelle Quinn! No it's not Vivian, it's Vivian!"The helplessness of his situation truly struck him. Whenever he wantedto identify himself, he was Compelled to say her name. Even worse,however,"I'm a girl! No, I'm not a girl...I'm a girl. A g-i-r-l. No. I'm am.mmm...mmmaa...girl!" So this is what you mean by preventing your cover from being blown,huh, Vivian...."He found that he was able to. As I went to get up I saw what I thought I heard hitting the floor earlier. Damn if it wasn't a dildo. I reached down and picked it up and curiously brought it to my nose and took a whiff. I could smell her pussy all over it. I wish I had known she was fucking herself with it. I would gladly have helped. Thinking about that and the fact that my cock was still hard so I figured what the hell and grabbed it and jerked off like there was no tomorrow. When I came I shot my load all over myself and. Crank up the A/C, throw in a CD and turn up the volume. A little Boston, REO Speedwagon, James Gang, and Eagles makes the trip so much more enjoyable. They used to be called mix tapes, so I guess they’re mix CD’s now.There’re only two large groceries in town and I wasn’t in the mood for Wal-Mart so off to the other I went. Good choice. There were plenty of cars in the shopping center parking lot but not many in front of the grocery. I might get lucky and get in and out quickly. I guess I was in.