“How long had you two been here before you were, interrupted?”“Hmmm, maybe an hour, an hour and a half? Something like that, right Linda?”Lind... nodded, and it was the truth. Rosie just chuckled. “And I know you did not come here for sex, because in an hour and a half you could have had a lot of sex before being interrupted. You two follow me home.” It was obviously an order and not a request, so follow we did.Once we were settled in the living room Rosie went to the kitchen and returned with a. You continued pounding her cunt trying to get your rocks off in her like she was begging for."Then I laughed with hate in my voice and said, "I'll be damned. You never did get your rocks off did you? You still have a hard-on!," as I could see the big tent his hard-on was making in his shorts.I looked at Lydia with real malice. I wanted to hurt her, to humiliate her, like she had humiliated me. She was still sitting in her chair all curled up with her head down in her hands sobbing continuously. That was her curse as she called it, the dreams or nightmares of the future that she faced every night. She also knew how much despair and destruction the months to come would bring. As they said their good-byes Jamara cried tears of grief for she knew that this would be the last time she would ever see his beautiful smiling face. The scene of his death came to her the night before in a dream, but she could not tell him. No one should ever know his or her fate. Weeks turned into months and. With Cindy at school and Andy working on his project, I had to find a pastime for me. I went to the gym every day, spend hours at the tattoo studio and posted up to 10 pictures of myself in various poses every day. At the end of the year, almost my whole body was covered with tattoos and I had more than one million followers. Cindy wanted tattoos, too. But she was to young for it, so she had to be content with piercings. I started to get my driver’s licence and Andy said that could have any car.