"There's a station with a diner where I stop sometimes about fifteen miles ahead. Why don't you follow me and we can stop there."On the way, Tammy ha... time to reflect over the last hour. God, she didn't even know his name! She did know he was black, extremely nice, good-looking with muscular arms and a small waist. "By the way, I'm Joe. Joe Wiggins," he said as they sat down at a table."I'm Tamatha Watson. Nice to meet you, Joe," she said giggling.Just in the time it took to order and. So on my way home from work I called her. I told her that I did something today and I hoped she wouldn’t freak out. So she started to freak out. I told her I bought some sexy underwear. She calmed down and was a bit piqued. Then I told her I bought them in the ladies section. She paused. Then I told her I put them on in the park bathroom. She asked how I liked them. I told her they were very comfy and made me feel sexy. I also told her I had a hard on all afternoon and my new panties. As I hit the exit I saw that I was heading toward the North American continent. ‘I had to do something, or I was dead,’ I thought. Drawing what I could I made as strong a shield around me as I could. Screaming at the effort and the pain I watched through half closed eyes as the ground was rapidly approaching.____________________________________________________________________It had been almost a year since Morganna had arrived at the village. No attacks had happened, nothing really had happened. Initially, Lisa hated the nasty, homosexual things Shaquanda said whileviolating her almost as much as the violation itself. But the constant repetitions reinforce subtle deviations in Lisa?s thoughts until like a child learning a lullaby, she begins feeling less distraught hearing them, the perversions slowly becoming normal to Lisa.?Dat feels good ? so nice. Ooooh, ya like dat. I?m making yurpussy so wet and feel sooooo good. I?m making love to ya. Yadoesn?t want to fight it anymore. I.