I throw you into a taxi and you give the driver you address. I get in and your hands are all over me. You unzip my trousers and wrap your lips around ...y thick shaft. You start to tease me as you slide me into your throat. You suck me slowly till we pull up at your place. We get out of the taxi and realise we don't have any money. I tell you to get on your knees and suck the drivers cock....You get in the front and get on your knees like a good girl, you take the driver deep in your mouth. Can I remove my hand and trust that you wont scream? She nodded slowly this time, with tears in her eyes. Good. This is what were going to do. Me and you, were gonna have some fun tonight. If you want to get out of this motel room alive, youre going to make me believe that youre having fun. Youre going to do everything I say without a moments hesitation and youre going to act like Im the greatest thing on Gods green earth and I better believe it, or that little scenario I just layed out for. Well, I could do that. But how to choose them, and on what basis? I’m thinking that I could start by setting a Rapture date of New Year’s Day, January 1st, midnight Greenwich Mean Time. In the meantime, I’m following your advice to replace worship of Jehovah and Jesus with a cult devoted to me, a Michaelite faith. It won’t last for long, but it won’t need to do so. Michaelism will have its own prophets and they will obviously be Raptured, as will all converts. I will also cast a much wider net. “You’re the best, Daddy,” the girl smiled. “I wish I could just live with you all the time.”“I’d love that, too, sweetie.”“Really?”“Of course!” Alex was surprised she didn’t know that already.“Cuz Mom keeps saying you don’t want me here all the time.”“Nothing could be farther from the truth, sweetheart. I can see I’m going to have to have a very serious talk with your mother. In the meantime, don’t plan to go back to her house at the end of the weekend. You’re going to stay right here as long.