*The Hypnothe-Rapist* SMOKEY SAGAS #20: STARR SCORES IV—’The Man Called Dennis’ *** August 9th, 9:31 a.m. Angie slid open the window and welcome... the summer morning breeze into her office with open lungs. She closed her eyes, smiled and inhaled the balmy air. She was in such a wonderful mood. Everything was terrific: her day, her job, her life. She felt so happy she could burst. The daily joys that filled her waking hours had long since instilled her with optimism. Dr. Angela Starr’s upbringing. "Push you cunt" he rasped. I pushed and heard the cum bubble out of my brown snatch and felt it trickling down my buttocks towards my stocking tops. I felt Dave move to the front of me once more. "Lift your head up and drink you filthy cunt" He said, quietly. Slowly I lifted my head and there presented infront of my mouth was a tablespoon. A tablespoon full of cum. I opened my mouth and he rubbed the spoon into the back of my throat. I gasped for air, but managed to drink the spoonful of man. You're all I've been able to think of." I keep seeing you, standing there over my bed, your read hair framing those beautiful eyes..."Cynthia closed her eyes, tears running down her face."I think I love you..."She heard a gasp, and prepared for the heartbreak of losing her."I love you too..." It came out of the phone as a whisper, hanging there between them. Moments ticked by."Cynthia?" Yeah?" Can I see you? Tonight?" Yes ... have you eaten yet?"The beat up old Ford came to a stop next to the. Do you need someone to do your laundry, dishes, vacuuming, etc.. ?" She looks at the ground. "I'm a bastard. You know that eh!" I turn and smile. "Come in and we can discuss it. Follow me!" I walk down the hall to the home theatre room. Where the 75" tv screen shows a young woman in a school uniform bending over a teachers lap and being spanked. " I won't.." She stands transfixed looking at the screen. " … do that." "You will and more." I stand behind her my hand opens the moist back flap on.