I guess my girlfriend liked the dollars more than she liked a brother. I walked in on her and Mister Man and the dude basically shot me. I took two b...llets to the chest and died. Kimberly helped him cover up the murder. They put my body on ice. Wilson and his genius colleagues used my body as part of their experiment. The formula they created did heal living organisms at an accelerated rate. However, what it did to recently deceased organic entities was something else entirely. Basically, it. And then he lets out an maniacal laugh as he pulls out his fingers. My desire to orgasm disappears, it was right there.“Oh, my pretty little cunt. What is wrong? I thought you were going to cum.” he taunts.I want him so badly. I want to feel his hard cock inside of me, to feel his skin on mine. I try to express this. But all I can do is mumble and drool on the red underwear in my mouth. I imagine his wife wearing these underwear her voluptuous body and perky tits. So hot. I then wish that she. “ but first you must be shown the ropes. And you need an explanation” I nod passively and glance around as we walk. The structure of this maze amazes me as I watch the paths change and the glow it’s made of swirl and twist under our feet. And then just like that we’re back in New York, in a place I had not requested to go. The familiar swings and the jungle gym, and the asphalt under my spectral feet. Furrowing my eyebrows I look to my guide questioningly “It’s time to learn now, I chose here. "Coach, I know it is your job to come up with the plays, but I've been thinking about something. We're sure that Central scouts have been to every one of our games, and I'm sure that they have seen Kyle do his thing on that delayed angle pass route. I doubt if they will be fooled by it tomorrow night. But, what if, to set the trap, we let Kyle do his thing the regular way once. Of course the defenders will be back there, and probably not fall for it, and we may not even complete the pass. But.