Ijust didn't want a beer. I thought I'd look...different." Was it Pavel or Patrick who was on last night?" Kit asked."I dunno," Charlie mumbled. "I wa...n't really paying attention." You don't remember whether the barman was 10 or 15 stone?" Elijahlaughed, "that was some wine..." THAT is not the least bit funny," Mark snapped. "Your sister may havebeen drugged and god knows what else, and you're joking." Elijahslumped. "I'm calling Donald now," who Charlie assumed was the pubowner. "He'll. Irene crouched at my side, breathing heavily, while she slowly tugged on the string until another bead emerged from my back door.It might have seemed strange to anybody who didn't know us very well, but as Linnea was fond of saying, we were a match made in heaven. I was a slut, so I could get off on nearly anything, but I found anal sex especially arousing. Irene, on the other hand, couldn't get herself off except by doing anal -- with somebody else.She liked to get herself warmed up by doing. ’ She put her hand on her hip and leaned to the side. ‘And to think just yesterday you were little Ken. Still hadn’t hit puberty and had bad acne.’ ‘Whoaa, that’s uncalled for. And to think that just yesterday, you were little Scar, the girl picking up snakes and had no boobs.’ I said it jokingly, and meant it jokingly, but I think I almost saw the hint of a blush in her cheeks. It made me smile wider. She shoved her hands inside her overalls, looking like the most adorable thing to hit the. I loved it all, and I did it all willingly; it started out as blackmail, but wound up as mutual satisfaction. I also discovered I got turned on by pain, it added another dimension to my pleasure. Then I got pregnant with Amy, I don't know who the father really is to this day, when I told him I was pregnant, he just sneered at me, told me I was a fool if I thought he was gonna stay with a dog fucking cunt and her bastard child. And he left, never seen him again. I froze myself up, swore I would.