.. another ass rape.His stamina was extraordinary. He squat-fucked my ass for nearly ten minutes, huffing, puffing and grunting in male defiance. Afte... what seemed like forever, he slowly withdrew.”Put 'er up on the table,” he said, ”On her left side.”I was lifted, and placed as he instructed, on a leather padded table. My ass was positioned at the edge. He stood at my ass, and re-entered me, shoving hard... making me shriek.”Oh yeah,” he said, ”This is good!”He was able to fuck me harder in. As she closed the door after her, I mused about this state and every dirty deed ever done. I decided that part of my problem was a lack of imagination.Chapter 3Marie-Claire showed up at 11:30 and Maybelle managed to keep her eyeballs in their sockets as she scanned the black pants suit. I ushered her in and she pulled a manila file from her leather attaché."So," she began without waiting for the clock to tick even one beat, "why is so much of your business in Dallas while you live in Baton. Are you going to jump down?” Jaine asked pointedly.“I’d probably try to just brave the flames and run out the door,” Will admitted.“You think that old staircase wouldn't collapse? It’s on the brink of falling apart even without being on fire,” Janie scoffed.“Well, it’s not a great plan…” Will shrugged. She was right. “Alright, you’re made your point. So you put a rainstorm in the ceiling in case of fire. I appreciate that,” Will nodded. “When my chest combusted I could have fallen into a shelf. Kim was the librarian at Andrea's school. She was well liked by all. She was friendly, dynamic, and projected an image of big tough and free from the Harley she drove to school to the wild trendy hair cuts she wore."Jimmy, Kim is everything I need right now. She is gentle and loving, and she sends that electricity through me like you used to."My mind raced to all our pillow talk through the years. She had always been interested in bisexual fantasies, but always shut them down saying it would.