I was also a little curious to see what you would want the second time after winning the first round. You see I wasn't worried about what it would cos... me to lose. All I cared about was the final test. I had to win that one."I said, "I guess I kind of understand what you're telling me but I still don't get what your final wager was all about." To explain that I have to go back to when I was still married. For about the last year of my marriage I had a fantasy I would think about on the nights. I couldn’t see him, but could he have seen me? seen Lucie?seen me fizzing and Sun-fucking? Did I cover Lucie fast enough?Do I look cool?Please God, don’t let it be that Daddy saw me, he’ll never forgive meand even worse he’ll tell Mummy!But Daddy doesn’t say ‘Just what do you think you’re doing young lady’or anything like that, he just sits down on the stairs a couple of treadsdown from me.“Hello Daddy, I thought you’d gone to Sainsbury’s with Mummy”I think I manage to sound like normal!“No. Both a disappointment on one hand, but also a stunning accomplishment on the other.Now it was my turn to work myself into a rutting frenzy, as my toiling hips soon had sweat being coaxed from every pore and my own dominant mating growls began to fill every recess of the bedroom. Atop my wife, it was now my turn to the be the master of her body and the moment.Trying my best to mimic the movements of the gentleman before me, I serviced her sacred alter for an extended period, varying the rhythm. I didn't even tell Jerrod that I had killed anyone, he knew. "Wanna have some fun?" I asked quietly after the deafening report of the Remington."Sure," he replied."Take the 'infrared scope' and find one of the bodies. Then lay one of these grenades on him when some of them come to clean up the mess. They don't have to be kills from the grenade ... Even frightening fire will be something. Please keep your head down though." I said. I don't have a replacement for you.After I finished with Jerrod,.