.." No, darling. That won't work. It would mean she'd have been flying around somewhere for three weeks. Or nowhere. If she wasn't anywhere during tha... time, how would she eat?" So, in that case, she left and she immediately arrived somewhere..." Say she's here in three weeks time. If we could jump forward three weeks, we'd find her there?" Sounds ridiculous enough to be true. But if she went back through the gateway again, she'd be back at the car tonight, waiting for me?" Or maybe in three. She wanted to hurt me, to debase me, to ruin me so that she could feel superior, instead of inferior. If it helped her to feed her ego this way, that was fine with me. I needed to be tortured. Besides being good practice for the challenges I seemed to be faced with on a regular basis, I had grown to love it. We were perfect for each other.Polly reached out with both hands and put her palms over my nipples, pressing my rings into my flesh and warming my nipples. She looked into my eyes as we. David then stopped and asked to put my lower back against his belly, while keeping his cock wedged inside my bum. I did so, and David reached around and held me from underneath my thighs, and took some of my weight, before asking me draw my knees up and outwards. My bum was now skewered by his lovely cock. This was much more comfortable. David was now able to slide the full length of his cock smoothly into me and he did so, fucking be strongly. I could almost feel the unknown and unenumerated. She was about ten years old when he'd dispensed that information. She'd asked him how he could have possibly known her name if he'd found her in a pile of snow, and he'd said he hadn't known her name, that he'd named her Danielle because he liked the name, but he'd never called her Danielle, always Danny. The old man had also given her his last name, said it made it easier for them because Danny could tell everyone that he was her grandfather.When she was nine years old, he'd asked her why she.