The predator, the stalker, the Knife.He had gotten there early, in the guise of helping set things up. He had worked beside the people who were being ...aid to take him out of the game. He had joked and smiled, been slapped on the back by a man that he wouldn't have pissed on if he had been on fire. He sympathized, he listened intently, he did the dirty jobs; the running, fetching and toting. He did it all and gloried in the fact that none of them knew.And then he listened to that fat ass of a. I was not really listening to that driver just as you are not really listening to me now. I mean that's not really a bad thing, sometime tuning out other people's speech really doesn't hurt a thing. I used to do that all the time when at parties, when some of the nobodies opened up their mouth to kiss up my rear end or as the wives of those more important people talked about nothing. What's the line from TS Elliot - men and woman walking to and fro, talking of Michael Angelo?"I smiled and tried. ”He’d gone in early, thinking to have a quick chat with Estela and see how she was holding up, but he decided to make a detour and check whether Alaina was in her office on the way.“I have a thing,” he said with a grin, standing near the door’s hinges. “Thought I’d see if you were here on my way.”“Oh. Yeah, I’m here,” she said, not looking at him. “I was just, um ... I was dropping some papers off, and then I have a morning meeting with Principal DaSilva. First Wednesday of the month, y’know.. But before my ass muscle could clinch up, the head of Liam's penis has taken his finger's place. He seems so large. Almost like he might rip me in half. Slowly my own weight slides it further in. Millimeter by millimeter it slowly moves inwards. When it gets to about two inches in, I moan in ecstatic pleasure. Before it can go deeper though, Liam stops my implying and holds me in place. His hands move to my upper thighs and slowly lift me upwards. The feeling of the intruder retreating is.