Still, on more than one occasion, she’d visit me at Kegs and cry on my shoulder after a bad time at home. I now realized that I was one of the first...people to ever talk to her like an adult and treat her like one. Even her roommates at college weren’t much help; one was a snob who looked down on Marilyn’s white trash upbringing and the other was a doper. I was the only one who really understood her, and even more now than before.One thing that I got back in the habit of doing was giving blood.. Her mouth gaped andshe shuddered and twitched like an electric current was pouring through her body."How much, John?" asked Jill in a hushed voice." 'Bout ten inches," he grinned wolfishly and drew the dildo back nearly all the wayout. "How much can she take?" grunted Shawn."All of it," snarled John and he bored forward, spearing the carved tree right up intoKyla's belly."Ooooooaaaaaagggggghhhhhh." As she screamed, her whole body turned overleaving her face-downward and her legs still upheld. In the corner of the room sat four men playing cards. They looked to be between the ages of forty to forty-five years old. Amber noted that one of them wore a uniform jacket with 'Carroll County Sheriff's Department' printed in yellow across the back."Excuse me. Can anyone tell me where I can get a bite to eat and a place to stay for the night?" Amber asked.The sheriff laid down his cards and said, "I'm out, boys. Sure thing, missy. I was about to get a bite myself. Mind if I join you?" He had. ”Flyer: A round that goes somewhat wild, unpredictably out of the main grouping on the target.“Come and get it before we throw it out,” Susan called out over the PA.“That’s our cue,” Jeff said with a chuckle as he came to his feet.“Thank you, Sir,” both Cox and Caldwell said as one.Jeff escorted them into the dining room where, as usual, Nat, Nicki and Whitney took charge of them.Later, Jeff sat at the head of one of the tables with his wives other than Nat, Nicki and Whitney who were sitting.