At this point I had a major concern. Kat likely had no idea of where she was at all and our guest room door opened a mere feet from the staircase down...to the main floor. If she woke and stumbled out of the room, she very likely might fall down the stairs. What was I to do? I decided to sit up for a while in the living room which was directly across from the guest room door. I figured I’d stay up long enough to be sure she was settled in and wasn’t getting up and then I’d go to sleep.I turned on. I notice smells, vanilla, perfume, coffee. Yes, these are the fragrances of my universe. They are in the room, in her hair, on her hands. I put her delicate palm to my face and breathe, inhale memories and notions. Still scattered, still without a name and direction. But they are right, true, me. She smiles and pulls me up. ‘Ring any bells?’ she says and bring me close again. ‘Small ones, far away.’ It’s the first thing I’ve said, the only words I can remember having ever spoken. They seem too. I was starting to sweat from the intensity of our fucking.I felt Shane's hand leave the space between me and April and was almost disappointed. But then I felt him approach from a different angle, a hand coming up from behind...from between our legs. I felt the top of his hand brush again my balls as they slapped against her groin. Shane's hand was working her pussy lips and tickling my shaft in the process. His face was close to my ribs and I could feel his hot breath. When I felt him. Life is short. My hands romaed down to her firm little tits. I groped them violently. Im sure I bruised them. She didnt resist. She either really enjoyed it or was too fucking scared. Now its time to make amends with your fucked up life. Do what I say. You know you want to. I swear I could make out a little nod, either that or she was just trembling so much. I pulled the van over by the side of the road. We were now somewhere far away, deserted. Get in the back you little whore. I demanded..