I pumped faster as I saw him close his eyes and lift his hips, his leg muscles clenching as I continued. He was breathing quickly by now and groaning ...oftly with pleasure. Fuck youre good at this, Doctor, moaned Tom. I smiled anxiously, hoping to please, transitioning between slow and fast stroked of his dick. I hope this is helping you with your problem. Oh, trust me, it is. Fuck… said Tom. All of a sudden he grabbed my wrist and stopped me from jerking him off. Whats wrong? I asked, worried. The guy had then totally ignored him and turned his attention back to Sophie, "How about coming around tonight?" he'd asked Sophie who had then readily agreed. "I'll line up Charlie and Fred," the guy had said. Then on Sophie showing such enthusiasm at this suggestion, the guy laughingly told her, "you love it three ways you sexy little slut." Sophie and the guy had again kissed, professing love for each other, then Sophie and her husband had then continued on their way, with Barry feeling. I grabbed the fucker by the shirt and turned him around and got right in his face. ‘Listen motherfucker, I’ve had my ass kicked by far better men than you,’ I spat. ‘I didn’t back off from them, and I ain’t backing off from you. Now, you can either leave my girlfriend alone or we can step outside and settle this like men. Capiche?’ ‘You’re on, cocksucker,’ the guy said, and turned toward the door. ‘Come on, I’m going to enjoy kicking your scrawny little ass, then I’m gonna fuck your hot. So, we got back home, and…I got the MAIL… (VALERIE) She’d been waiting for something kind of, eh…heh…special, to come in the mail, for a good while. And Saturday…it finally showed up. (DONNA) And it was pretty thrilling…although, in retrospect, I was probably just a little more excited about it than necessary. (VALERIE) Okay, so here we go: last Saturday morning, 11:00…or thereabouts. *** September 6th, 11:12 a.m. It was a gorgeous, late summer 77° day. Puffy cloud bits made their carefree way.