She crawled under her warm duvet, which was the only comforting embrace she had these days. Her room smelt like lavender thanks to a candle shed been ...urning earlier, and it was a matter of minutes before she drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep. She awoke suddenly in the middle of the night, noticing that the room had seemed to fill with an eerie feeling. The second thing she noticed was that it was pitch black, someone had come into her room and turned her lamp off. She quickly sat up and. "Is the movie named Omen? My amnesia makes it so that I have no specific memories of movies I watched previous in life," Jennifer said and started a Google search after Omen. She leaned back in the chair as she read the results."The first Omen movie came out in 1978, the year before Damien Primrose was born. I guess the parents were not into horror movies if they picked that name," Jennifer observed."You said 1979..." Firefly mumbled as she read the movie synopsis. "...was Lauren Primrose. I caught hold of him and he gently let loose of his body over me and started to move his hips. That was a satisfaction no man give.”“How long did you stuck?” I asked in amazement.“It’s mostly for 13 minutes and then his dick gets soft. Before you ask let me tell you that I have had sex with Damsee lots of times and now when his owner tries to get near to me he barks at him. He never did that before he told me. I would always just smile.”“Where is Damsee? I haven’t seen him these days.” I said. Dragging her back to her car, with all his might he slung her back to her car. Melissa let out a yelp as she was pulled around by her hair, but the pain from her body hitting the car was far worse. Tears began to flow. “Mike please just give me one chance. Do your worst I don’t care you can’t hide your feelings for me forever.” Mike stared at her in total disbelief. This nut job had just been slapped, dragged by her hair, and thrown into her car and she was still begging him. How the hell was.