It wasn't that he was handsome or anything but he had something, an aura about him.He didn't ask my permission, he just stripped me naked and pushed h...s big fat cock into me. I was half lying across his desk while he pumped into my responding body."Fucking sexy slut," he whispered in my ear"No, please," I begged, but not too much as his cock felt wonderful inside me."You're my slut now," he said, as he pounded into me.He had finished now and was zipping himself up. I sat up and looked about for. I tried to focus on pausing time with my mind and I felt something in my mind click and everything outside my window with all the noise seemed to stop. I opened my door and walked downstairs to see my dad and Janice in what looked like an argument over a plane ticket in my dad's hand, he was probably going on another business trip and my mom was probably bugging him for cash while he was gone. Then it hit me, that was how my dad was going to die it wasn't like I heard the voice telling me but. I suppose make lively might be possible ... but not if ones intent is to make the dead alive ... for sure he’s not going to wake up refreshed or get going again.Yup ... stir up trouble is the only part of liven that fits.I needed a better word.How about make David as mad as a wet hen. That way I don’t have to consider the body farther up the beach.But I am going to have to deal with half a dozen men tearing down the wharf as fast as they could run. The ones waving swords and shouting. I can feel it in my nipples!" She said almost dreamily. "And what feels even better, is when someone licks it with their tongue. Remember what it felt like when I was sucking you? Far better than when you touch yourself right?" Once again I could only sit there nodding my head in agreement. "Well, that's exactly the way I feel whenever someone does that to me. So Mark, would you like to learn how?" Oh yes!" I breathed. "Show me s*s, show me!" I urged her. I positioned myself comfortably between.