She bit back a scream of anguish, but he tore at her until he had wrung a steady string of shrieks from her. He detached from her neck with a final, w...t taste and enveloped her mouth, open from her sobs, with his own.Hannibal assaulted her mouth with the same fervor, taking from her until she was breathless and aching. His kiss was an invasion, his tongue striking at her, teeth bruising tender lips. He pulled her tongue into his mouth, engulfing it with the force of suction. The moment he. "Spank me, Momma, I've been a naughty boy!" Yeah, a psychologist could have a field day with this shit.Wade didn't ponder any further the psychological aspect of this new phenomenon. As far as he was concerned, whatever the reason, it was good for the business.Wade placed the "prison" assignment sheet face down on the works in progress pile, entered the pertinent information into his computer, and checked out the next fantasy request sheet.Martha C., a 50ish white woman, gray hair, blue eyes,. Once in bed I usually read a thriller or some times beat Off to dirty magazines at that time, but having relieved my sexual tensions the night before decided to turn the bedside light off and go to sleep. Thst was the idea any way as I,d almost fallen into the land of Nod when I felt something soft and warm on my skin and caught the whiff of the perfume Chris, wears. “Chris what the...?” I began. “ Hi Daddy. With Mummy away in Somerset and me in desperate need of comforting I thought you might. The crowd started to chant "Jor-dan" as soon as Brock appeared in the on-deck circle in the top of the first inning. Many of the Dodgers had no idea what the chant meant but a few of them did.Brock simply brushed it off.The chant changed to "Kil-ler" by the fourth inning and to "Rap-ist" by the time Brock came to bat in the sixth. They saved their best, "Or-phan" for his last at-bat of the night.Brock had another good night at the plate and the Dodgers won, 2-1, but his teammates could see.