I’d never prayed so much in my short life.I talked to him, while I sat; back on Earth I’d read an article that claimed coma patients could hear, e...en if they couldn’t respond, and I figured it couldn’t hurt. I didn’t want to talk about what had happened – it hurt too much to relive, honestly, and I could only assume it would be even worse for him – and I didn’t want to worry him talking about Zevran’s withdrawal, or Fergus’ revolting assertions, or Aedan being out there somewhere in the Free. I told him that we can take care of that problem if he liked. He smiled and told me that would be nice since he didn’t have a girlfriend. I swung my chair around and told him to stand in front of me. He moved over and stood right in front of me. He had a big bulge in his pants. I reach up and started rubbing it. I felt so hard and big. I was dying to see it much closer. I rubbed his cock up and down while he stood in front of me. I was getting hot wanting more. As I rubbed him I undid his belt. A kiss and a lick at best, still that was really the only thing I missed out on. Given my length and girth I have never even given anal sex a thought, let alone been tempted to try. But I digress. Back to the now. What the hell was going on? What had led to this? We had visited here before. In the past both with and without our children, but this time Pam and I had come to see the finished job Bill and Sam had made of their new house. He was one of these sickening characters who could turn his. "Ann-Alyssia you're all mine, every little inch of you."His fingers draw down my arched back, his index finger tracing my spine. "Every. Little. Fucking. Inch. Of. You." War articulates the words carefully with his low deep voice. It sounds sexy. "And this..." War says while dragging his finger down my crack. "This." He repeats himself, his finger finds my entrance. "This is definitely mine."War pushes his finger inside me and I moan. It feels good, even better than good, it feels so amazing..