Bill Lewis used that terminology.“What happened started before I even married Miles; he’d already started a campaign to basically wear me down and...make me his ... slave, for lack of a better term. I initially sought help and advice from my parents, but they thought Miles walked on water; interesting since Waters was his last name.” She chuckled. “It turned out that Miles was Satan in disguise.”“Well Miles built himself up as he tore me down. He made me think that the only identity I had was. I carefully rolled the canoe off my shoulders and into the water. I finally found a flatter spot where I could rest the front of the canoe and keep it from floating away.“What happened to the nice log landings that I’m used to seeing,” I asked Ron when he came into view.“Oh, the Wildlife Service has been removing those in the last few years. It seems that some people want the area restored to a more natural condition.”I didn’t like his answer. What was the natural condition? How many years ago. I am Blue. I want to plant my seed in you. Open those legs for me. Let me have a look at your cunt. He licked his lips and smiled. I spread myself obediently for Blue. His rough hands pawed at my legs, fingers pushed my pussy lips apart. I watched as he held his cock in his hands and guided its head into my tight velvety hole. This giant blue beast pushed Root aside and mounted me fucking his dick into me in a furious sexual frenzy. I cried and moaned feeling his huge phallus stretch my hole. ”Liz had let out a long breath and had shaken her head at me.“Because you were gone for most of the month,” she had replied.“That always helps,” I had agreed.The weather had not cooperated for Liz’s party so we had been compelled to move the event indoors. Her house was plenty spacious enough – despite the fact that the guest list had doubled – but it had made keeping the kids occupied a bit more problematic.Brian and I had volunteered for that duty and we had commandeered the practice area.