Charlotte gave George a dreamy expression, her hips jerking on their own power. "He's so deep! He's stretching my pussy for your gorgeous cock, honey!... Your asshole. Let him fuck your ass!" His voice was cracking with lust."Ooooooh, George." She began to jerk away from the dog's lunging cock, her hands pushing the huge Doberman away."Khan! No! No! Stop. I want you to fuck my ass."Khan pulled out, whining, yelping, Charlotte's hands shoving him away. He licked his long giant cock with his thick. If numbness were not, itself, some thing, then there would have been no thing going on in her adolescent brain. She may have even contemplated suicide while she was shaving her legs, though the thought of alleviation more or less made her laugh. Such a concept must be some kind of running gag in this small, senseless universe, right? In all of its cruelty and gravity, the horizons correspond only with their limits. When she cried, she cried alone, and so laughter had become an open wound. She. "I grinned at her and said, "Hey, it's too bad you were not wearing a skirt. If you had been I still would have done it, but I would have faced the other way."She made a face, "Yeah, yeah, you guys all talk a good game, but none of you ever follow through."It was interesting the way the conversation was going and I wanted to continue it so I said, "Buy you a cup of coffee at Lucy's?"Lucy's was the coffee shop just next door to the fish store. She looked at her watch and said, "Sure, why not.. I entered the conference room down the hall, closing its door, and saw Lucretia standing and poring over house plans on my drawing board with her back to me. ‘Sorry I’m late, Lucretia. Did you get coffee?’ ‘No thanks, Hal. Just wanta check your preliminary designs today, t’ see if they’re up to code,’ she said, virtually ignoring my presence. Like the young girl outside, Lucretia had dressed up, causing my horny juices to keep flowing. It was the first time I’d seen her except in baggy jeans. I.