] I enjoy being with Harry even though he can sometime be brutal, sometimes he can be so gentile. Harry has fucked me while letting me suck some of t...e juiciest cunts that I've never known. I know that Harry don't like to share me with other males, he like to be the only one that pops my ass. Even when Charlie was there Harry monopolized my butt hole and not let Charlie have much of a go at me. On other times Harry would fuck me by his self, shooting times in my anus. Some times I would. All she needed now was some flour, sugar and I heard chickens, too! eggs ... and she could bake a cake! She grinned as she remembered her grandmother telling a pair of visitors (cousins she hadn't been particularly happy to see) on her doorstep, 'You should'a called! If'n I'da knowed you was comin' I'da baked you a cake!' meaning, of course, if she'd known those two were going to suddenly show up on her doorstep, she'd have made sure she was in the next county when they arrived. She smiled, a. "Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of. Mark understood their anger.Mark felt lucky to be alive. It was almost impossible to get around without being found, if people were truly interested in finding you. A lot of the men involved in the gunfight were dead or missing. It was a shame because all of them had been good men, who had cared about their country. It was wrong that they had been hunted down like rabid dogs.Carl said, "Good. I guess I better head home. The Missus is waiting for me. I imagine that she has a 'honey do' list.