" Softly at first, the word extended as it creeps through my mind. "Bitch." Like mist swirling about an Avalon landscape. "Bitch." Resonating forth an... echoing back on itself as my fingers grasp a single clothes peg. "Bitch." Closing it haphazardly on my left nipple. Rotating it in my fingers. Squeezing at the tip. Tugging. Dragging at the flesh. Releasing and reattaching. Pain splinters slashing through my flesh as I pull at the grasping clamp bringing my sagged flesh taut. "Bitch." Sobbing it. She proceeds to tell me that her mother had confided in her about our love making and sexual encounters, oh shit I said to myself, now what. The note went on and her mother told her how good I was to her, when she needed me and how this budding romantic feeling had started and how she felt after we made love with each other. The note also contained her work cell phone number different than her own one that her husband had access to. Now I was completely shocked, what did she want from me, I. “And the kid started crying. ‘Lucy, Lucy, Lucy,’ he was crying. “I ran out and gave the kid to an EMT. They took him off in an ambulance. I heard he’s OK. A little smoke inhalation, but not too bad. “And then Cap came up to me. ‘The girl here says there’s another girl inside,’ he said. “I told him I was going back in, but he said no, wait for them to vent the roof. But I knew it would be too late by then. Hold them off just a little longer, I told him, I had been in there, I knew exactly where. He continue to kiss her neck for a while then puts a condom. Now he is fucking her real good, forcing her to tell him how much she likes that. They got into dirty talk (something that she has newer done with me), she laying on her back and guy holding her legs high and fucking her mercilessly. When she was about to come he reduces his tempo, although she asked him to continue. He just went over her, slowly moving his cock inside her. They were all sweaty and sticked to each other while they.