.." his voice trailed off."Look, just take what you want and go! Leave or-or I will call the police... I'll scream and the neighbors will hear!"she st...od and started edging her way towards the front door."Don't you listen? I said I wasn't gonna hurt you if-" he didn't get a chance to finish the sentence. She tried to run for the door, but he cut her off at the pass. She tried to go around him, but he was too fast. She looked him straight in the eye. She thought she had a way out. She ran at him. Damn foolthing for him to do being blind and all."He stuttered back, "What do you mean use to?"Sarge gave him an accusing eye, "Why do you want to know?" I've heard the name mentioned tonight. Is, is he dead...?" he stammerednervously. "That's what I said, dead. They went out and never came back. Wasn't thefirst and won't be the last. Those swamps aren't friendly places on thebest of days. You want a bag for that?" Sarge asked pointing at thedrink."N, n, no, I'm fine," he said in shock. Dead,. Well trained, he knew exactly what to do on command. Susan wriggled as she grew more excited. The crowd began to get involved. Then Paul said the word at the crowd had come to see. “Mount” he yelled and Tyson immediately reacted. Susan moaned as she felt Tyson’s weight on her back. A couple of false starts and his growing cock found its’ target.Susan squealed as she felt him begin to penetrate her body. As if playing to the crowd she gasped “he is so big” but he had barely begun. His vigour. I'll take care of the veggies."Tracy pulled everything out of the fridge and the cabinets, relaying each item to Steve, who arranged all the utensils and ingredients with a little more knowledge than she would have anticipated. When she turned around from pre-heating the oven, he was already rinsing the vegetables.With a little nod of approval, Tracy went to work on the chicken. Once she'd washed it and discarded the giblets, she sat it down on the cutting board and reached for the dreaded.