The Coast Guard had a chopper patrolling, saw the guy, and hovered overhead. “Tie yourself into the rope! We can pull you to safety!”, they ordere....The guy waved them off. “I have The Lord! I’ll be OK!”The Coast Guard flew off.Shortly, the waters pushed the house off it’s foundations, it collapsed, crushing and killing the guy.So, there he was, seated on the bench outside The Pearly Gates, bitching and moaning. “Dammit, I put my faith in The Lord, and He abandoned me! I trusted Him, and now. Tara:When my new master released me, I went straight to the kitchen and told Pedro to make DAMNED sure he gave this order all prime cuts! Those dickheads at the bar could eat the stringy stuff; my Master deserved the best!"Yah, fine," Pedro waved me off, then peered at my neck. "Whazzat? You go Goth?" It's a slave collar," I replied, fingering it. "Like it?"Pedro eyed me as if I'd grown a second head. "You're a weird bitch, Tara." Yeah, maybe." I waved and headed back out.Seeing an opportunity,. I slammed that fat pu**y like a a****l. She was moaning so hard S got up out her chair and let the fat b put her head on it. It was kind of funny S holding the back of the chair so it wouldn't roll the fat b head buried in the cushions and me slamming her like I never had pu**y before. I f'd up and exploded right inside her cunt. Damn I thought its okay the fat b said as she turned around and stared sucking me off. You can put it ant where she said. That's my q. I turned her back around slipped. Miss Harriet was a little more refined looking, had somewhat finer features, stood more upright and had beautiful coiffured white hair. But then she never was burdened by having murdered her husband as my aunt had done. This lady greeted us as if we were long lost relatives and we may be just that.The first thing Miss Harriet did after finishing our greetings and we were relaxing, was to ask if she could take a picture of Marcus. Hooking her camera up to her computer, she printed this image.