"Let him go," Sally implored when she saw the fear in Phil's eyes."Tell Sally what you said about Miss Cummings," I said, squeezing a little harder."I...didn't mean it," Phil cried."Tell her," I insisted."Tell me what? What did he say?" Sally said, forgetting her speech about harmony in the workplace.I eased up on the pressure, afraid that I would hurt him. Phil pulled his hand back, inspected it and stuck it in his pocket where it would be safe."What did he say about Miss Cummings?" Sally asked. Opening the door I found my apartment is a shambles. Someone had broken in and trashed the place. I ran to Lucy's place and called the police. The police detective, Sgt. Neil, had stayed long after the uniformed officers had taken their statements. He seemed very interested in my background, chatting for a while about my plans and ambitions.A few hours later, after making statements and signing reports, I went back upstairs to start cleaning up. Lucy, thoughtful as ever, brought up some dinner. I had become so accustomed to arterial spray that I now only noticed blood when substantial amounts spurted into my eyes and dripped down like tears. * * * * * * * * * * * The rollers stopped pulling in the net. I looked to my captain, fearful that he would berate me once again for failing to live up to his forty-year expertise, but his eyes were focused beyond the stern of the boat. I followed them to the buoy at the end of the net, saw what he saw. A small black and embryonic head bobbed. I did not keep her in suspense. Thrusting my hands under her and gripping the cheeks of her bottom so as to steady her plungings, I ran my tongue down lightly over the lines of her abdomen and began tenderly to kiss her cunt. She shrieked in her terror as she felt my lips on those of her cunt, and with frantic wrigglings endeavoured to escape my pursuing mouth. At this critical moment, I lightly ran my tongue along Alice's slit. The effect was astounding! For a moment she seemed to swoon under.