‘I’m hungry.’ I said to myself as I flicked my cigarette over the balcony and made my way back inside. My two little angels lay so peacefully to...ether. If you took away the smeared make-up, they would look like the most innocent of god’s creations. Of course there was nothing innocent about these two little sex devils, and that only made me love them more. I moved into the master bedroom where our evening had begun last night and picked up the phone. A sweet southern voice answered the other. Even the weather outside doesn't seem as bleak as it has been all winter. Philip can see some sunlight escaping the clouds in the sky, caressing and warming Ilene's pale skin while she happily eats her pasta. He doesn't remember ever seeing Ilene eating with so much pleasure and joy.After their long, pleasant lunch, Ilene and Philip enjoy a nice coffee at the restaurant's street café. He smiles, while Ilene dips the cookie that came along in the coffee."Tastes good?" Yeah, try it!" she. There was no effort to adore you, excite you or even give you a mention. The bearded man just had a job to do, his own job. You were merely a tool he was using. You the feel his weight push you into the ground. Your back, grazing dirt and wet grass. The other men toddle down the hill, kicking rocks, all seeming to be laughing. Once down, you hear the zippers crunching and belts clattered onto the floor. They then all loom over you, as if the pack has finally pinned down their prey. The lead. "It was all you. You were wonderful."With one last kiss, I climbed off the bed. "I don't know if I want this to go any further, Ty. I've never been good with relationships. Let's not rush this. And ... thank you." Anytime."I used the bathroom and climbed into the shower while he stayed on the bed. A wash of hot water steamed the frosted glass and cooled the burning need in me to an almost acceptable level. My breathing was almost back under control when he opened the bathroom door and I heard.