Dad was well enough to ask me to head into town a get a good supply of proper beer, you know, Aussie beer, not that imported muck. This was how I foun... myself walking down the street to the hotel bottle shop. Meekering hadn’t changed all that much while I’ve been gone. ‘Ben Stanforth, what the fuck are you doing here?’ The voice came from a man of my age striding towards me. I didn’t much like the angry way that he was looking at me. ‘Hi Jimmy, how’re you doing?’ A response not designed to fuel. Looking up I actually saw the eyes in his head roll backwards, and his knees buckled so hard he almost fell down. None of this bothered Victor in the slightest - who was now pounding me for all he was worth. All he could do was moan. "FUCK, your mouth feels good!"My body began to quiver and my knees started to shake. Victor sensed it. "You like that cock, whore? Does that feel good? Do you want to cum? Is that it?"I nodded as I rubbed my clit with my right hand. He spanked my ass hard with his. She lets her life blood float out. She lets the water turn her into a pruney plume. We gather our strength when we find ourselves. Chapter 2 ‘Alter cocker’ Breindel talked to himself. He let his saggy bit butt fall into bathtub. The big belly helped sending flood waves across the bathtub. The waves reflected back from the tub wall and fought with each other a battle that would have tossed any sailboat into despair. He let his hands fall into water with a big platsch. To fit into the small tub. She stat up with a start, pulling the sheet to cover her chest, only to remember that she had nothing to cover. For the second morning in a row, she was Preston-Emily.She swung by the master bedroom to see her body, still at respite. She looked so peaceful lying there, a swell in Emily’s heart made her want to go and hug herself. But that was not herself. It was her body, but it was inhabited by Preston. The only time she felt safe looking in on herself was when she was asleep. She’d almost.