In one sentence he can have me trembling in fear that I will never be allowed in the comfort of his steel again but hopeful that he might give me a ch...nce. I think he relishes the power he has over me, knowing he keeps me in suspense, frustrated and confused but oh, so overjoyed that he allows me a chance to try. I don’t think I can put eloquently enough into words all that he was and is to me or begin to explain the thousands upon thousands of hours that he spent with me, molding and shaping. Right from the start, it turned on soooo much & I figured if I did it could he would like me & he was popular so I would be popular. But then he grabbed my head which scared me and then he just sorta held it even though I squirmed & then he fucked me in the mouth & came in it. I gagged because it hit at my throat & I didn't think to close off my throat so it partly went to my throat & I choked. He left. 'Nuf said. He never talked to me & I felt like a stupid little girl & I gave up my mouth for. We drew our guns and headed for the storeroom. We paused once we got to the back door. I ever so slowly opened the door.I was right; there were two men in the alley, waiting for someone or something. We did the three-count countdown like Riggs and Murtaugh. Was that 3-2-1 go, on 1, or 3-2-1 and go. We decided on 3-2-1 and go, and we did.We caught the two by surprise, but they tried to draw their guns anyway. Jesse fired at the man on the left, while I took the one on the right. I caught mine in. For what seemed like an awfully long time I stood there, breathing quietly, waiting for one of the boys to come along the path. The moon was first quarter so it was already sliding down the western sky leaving the woods lighted but with long shadows. A breeze was moving the fall leaves so their rustling covered most sounds a quiet person would make as he moved. Occasionally a small animal might make some scraping sounds as he moved through the crackling ground cover, but any man made sounds.