.. but eventually they came, and not just sniffling tears... real tears, sobbing tears. I couldn't help it. I was really, really scared... "Who's cryi...g... is that you Indiana. For gods sakes girl, that won't help anything It could drive me crazy though. so stop it." I'm sorry, it's just that... I can't help it. Derrick, my boyfriend back in Indiana, he says I'm a cry baby... well, not really my boyfriend any more. He broke up with me when I moved to New York." So you had a boyfriend back in. I slumped down onto Jackie as I basked in the afterglow of our sex, each of us fatigued with the effort, but at the same time, excited by the joy of our mutual pleasure. After resting a few minutes, we got up and walked together into the shower. I would have liked a long, leisurely soap fest, but we each had things to do and could not take that time today. After getting out, we started to dress. I had put on my boxers and went to open the door to our bedroom. I took some paper towels from the. I said so what have you been doing all this time she say come here and I will show you I have a surprise, I get a better look at her and notice she is all red and breathing hard her hair is matted in one spot and she is sweaty. She tells me to come here and I do she kisses me and says you like your surprise and pulls her panties away showing come filled slick crotch and come still pouring out of her pussy then says I have been a bad girl and giggles ,you always wanted me to bring you a come. No hope for the future, for escape, for redemption. Not for this piece of shit. He didn't use anything but his own hands, knees, elbows and feet. He must have broken half the bones in the guys body, methodically snapping his ribs one at a time with his boots. I refuse to describe what he did below the waist.The guy was still alive, somehow, when Jaime moved the chair out of the way, and centered his victim in the large plastic sheet. He looked over at me, and even though I was feeling nauseous,.