He had enjoyed his usual Wednesday session, but retained his shoes and his largest toy securely locked in his briefcase. He left the office without c...mment to anyone and arrived in a state of some agitation. As he walked through the park gates he literally checked his stride and thought ?Why am I doing this??. His hesitation was brief. Alan was in the same spot as the previous week, casually reading his newspaper but with no case or bag to be seen. The usual greetings were exchanged. Tony. Center yourself, and bathe in its strength. I have gifted you power, and you are to use it. Or don’t, and be lost to its madness.He snarled as he started to pace the river, looking down at the reflection of the moon upon its small waves. The moon was talking to him, and he was demanding the moon answer his questions. Pretty fucked up.And if I want to use that power for whatever the fuck I want?There will be consequences. But it is up to you, what you do with the power of the spirit I have. I had one hand on the gun as I fondled the mask in my other hand. No money, and now we have two hostages. Don't they give time for this sort of thing? Oh yes, they certainly do. "Head out to the Parkway. Southbound." Jeff said with a sense of authority. Jeff tried to remain calm, but I could tell he was a nervous wreck. One of the girls was starting to sob. "What's that way?" I could not help but ask. "My aunt has a shore house in Point Pleasant. It's empty this time of year," he answered. Jeff. She moaned softly. Charles and Diana chuckled as they shut the bedroom door. Then they laughed when they went out to the patio. They hadn’t even stopped to ask for names or anything! Damn…those two attacked each other on sight! Boy… can’t wait to hear the whole story… Diana brought in the discarded clothing that Tom and Lynda had left on the patio. She cracked the bedroom door open to toss it on the floor next to Lynda’s other clothes. She paused for a moment. Tom thrust slowly and deeply into.