............Why me? What the hell - shit, shit shit - why me!?! All I wanted to do today is get in a little hiking, get a little exercise, and clear...my mind - now some stupid chemical spill or something has my shoes pinned to this stupid spot. I thought it was an ice patch and marched right through it - slick as glass and all - I slowed down - now I'm stuck in it somehow - so what IS this stuff? Shit - shit - shit!!!`````` | \ _ _ | (| o \o ) ('''''\ _= /////// /|. After about ten minutes, the man tested the doorknob and slowly opened the door.Rolly saw this as his best chance. He slipped his hand into his thick, shoe-leather mitt and had his pitching rock in his other hand.With two quick steps, as if he were throwing home from the outfield, Rolly heaved the rock at the killer's back.Hearing a sound, the man turned. The rock struck him a hard glancing blow to the left shoulder and bounced into the master's bedroom.Before the killer could completely regain. I am not a fool. I know my future will be one that I share my husband with other women. I am not happy with the arrangement, but I will accept it.’ She noted Círdan’s frown. ‘In fact that is why I wanted to walk with you.’ ‘Oh?’ ‘Yes,’ Gilraen turned her body, so her gaze could hold Círdan’s, ‘I wish,’ she pulled one glove off her hand and brought her fingers to Círdan’s lips, ‘I wish to kiss you Círdan. To feel you pressed against me, to –.’ ‘Your Highness!’ Círdan grabbed her hand and pulled. "You want me to stop?" he said. She grabbed his big strong hands and pressed them to her jugs.No! I want it harder! Don't stop! Pinch it hard - here - on the flesh, where it REALLY hurts! Come on, big man - make it hurt - PLEEESE? I want it to HURT!" The man felt a rush of testosterone fueled anger. A lot of men want to get rough with a woman during sex, but society had made this dangerous. And it took a certain kind of woman to want rough sex. But this sissy, well, she wants it rough - I'll.