"You, Sir, are under arrest for bank robbery. Finish your beer and come quietly with me to the jail."The fool must have panicked, because he tried to ...wist away from my gun and simultaneously throw the remnants of his beer into my eyes. Well, I just reacted automatically and pulled the trigger. That .44 bullet tore into his kidney and guts like a raging bull. It did so much damage to his insides that it never came out his front. He and I both knew that he was dead, but he still tried to pull. Please, no! But there was still silence. I saw no sign of the black bird.I slept the night beneath the blanket Katie offered to share with me. I awoke with her hugging my back. I tested Miranda’s memories and found this had not been uncommon over the past few months. Miranda often awoke with the younger girl tight against her.I gently pulled away from Katie and went to the bushes to relieve myself of my morning dew. Oh my! Miranda certainly had creative expressions that suddenly were mine to. "Everything will be alright because your great." I said, she hugged me. She pulled a little bit back and we started to kiss, she began to sit on top of me on the couch while we were kissing intensely.I pulled her shirt of and kissed her in her neck and she moaned, "Ahh, this is so nice I have dreamed about this a lot.." I wish I knew that before, I always had a crush for you." I replied and she smiled at me.Now she pulled my T-shirt off and was unbuttoning my jeans, she slowly pulled my jeans. I am ... oh God..."The first bite of the whip scattered the sweet glow of her orgasm. It seared through her skin, flashing like a shooting star across her mind. A riot of comets followed as the crop kept mercilessly punishing her flesh. It was pain all right, pure and cruel pain. But it also seemed to be a forest of barbed exclamation marks, intended to define a newfound identity.The physical pain made her cry out. There was no way to avoid the flood of tears. But starting with the first blow.