"Unhh! Oh!"Then she felt a wedge formed by Brenda's fingers pushing between the greasy envelope of her cuntlips. Lifting her head, she watched Brenda'... black, shapely arm as Brenda twisted it, forcing her hand in further. It felt huge. It wasn't really that big, she thought, only slightly larger than her own, but it felt like the business end of a baseball bat, only one with knobby knuckles, was being shoved into her."Anngghh!" she groaned.Brenda glanced up, worried. "Hurt?" Oh god!" Laura. Luckily I had a black tee shirt on, so the blood didn't show on my clothes. I took down my ponytail and combed out my hair and beard. I wasn't pretty, but I was neat.The grill had already closed, and Mrs. Williams and the busboy were cleaning the kitchen. She shooed me out of the kitchen."We'll finish the kitchen. I think you have some friends waiting for you outside. Thanks for helping Willy. You were always so nice and gentle, but I just saw a whole other side of you. Maybe we should hire you. Even humans that were in cooperation and allegiance with them shared their same fate and omen. And rumor is it that a woman called Merlyn Shale founded and discovered the Secret Order itself...On a warm, bright, and sunny day, Merlyn and her two sisters, Candia and Bridling, sat by the gate and entrance of their small town of Yearling, chatting and conversing and discussing to themselves, when lo, a gentleman; strong, fine-looking, and exceedingly gorgeous; halted and paused by their way to ask. He released me and sized me up quickly. "You just keep getting bigger and bigger, doncha? How tall are you now? Six feet?" Yes, Sir," I answered sheepishly."Dammit, Brody, I thought I told you to call me John." He playfully punched my arm, which actually kind of hurt. He shook his head as he looked at me. "I can't believe how much you look like Derrick."That made my heart happy. Anytime I was compared to my dad was a good time."That's what I was telling Shelly a few weeks ago," Mom piped up..