I was past the point of no return. Parker finally began to relax, now totally limp. The only sounds were him whimpering, like puppy. Sweat began pouri...g down my back, and from my forehead. I continued my a s s u l t of his tite greasy hole, further busting up guts, going at him like a jackhammer. Parker just made a grunting noise now, each time I slammed into him. Finally, the moment approached. My thighs began to tighten, showing the muscles in them. My abs started flexing so hard they almost. Best,Monika———I sat in bed clutching the note to my chest. The paper made a wrinkling sound against my lingerie. It occurred to me that this note should probably go in my Hope chest (note to self: buy a Hope chest). As lay my head dreamily back onto the pillow I catch myself with my most biggest smile, and I sighed. I could feel what Gary had done to me last night. There was no mistaking the soreness. I’ve known it before, from my toys, but never like this. This was done to me. Willingly. I had. .. I didn't have a clue, really. I had no idea what I would like or would want to do. It was the differentness of it that set me off.So this Saturday night I'm walking home with my paper. It was about 2am and I was pretty toasted. As I walked down 1st, I passed a guy in his 30s, leaning against a car and he asked me something. I didn't hear him so, being the nice polite naive 23 year old small town boy that I was, I stopped and asked him to repeat himself. We got to talking. He was talking and. "Alice took a comfortable seat in the house in EU and contemplated her options. The obvious thing to do was to POV back to the first murder and watch it take place. If necessary, she could look at others, but she really didn't think that would be required.The first murder took place on February 17th, so Alice POVed the hotel room from noon until somebody rented it. She jumped ahead in 1-hour steps until she found some occupants; then she jumped back until the time when they entered the room. As.