AHHHHH....FUUUCCCKKKK......FUUCCCKKKK,” Lesley screamed. “FUCK MY CUNT, DEAN! KEEP FUCKING ME, DON’T STOP! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE, DEAN!”Lesley ...ould feel her cunt convulsing rapidly around Dean's cock. Her body was shivering and shaking. Her hips bucking wildly against Dean's body.Just as her orgasm started to subside, she felt Dean's rhythm increase. He had already been pounding her pussy hard, but he seemed to increase the ferocity of his thrusting. Lesley felt like her cunt had never been. However, he didn’t act that way when he was around Mary.”“Stafford. For some reason, that name sticks in my mind, Tom. I don’t think I know anyone by the name of Stafford. Oh well, it will probably come to me eventually.”“The only thing I know about his family is that they are supposedly a distant branch of the Archer Family. Some sort of poor relatives from what Charles said.”“Yeah, that’s where I heard the name. Toward the start of my last year in public school, I got sick and had to stay. The owners not only paid the stars shit wages, they also paid the craft people very poorly as well. So most of their craft people were burnouts and new hires right out of college."You said before that Earl was a burnout?" I made it question."Earl was a hot shot right out of college camera man when they flew the planes into the world trade center. He shot images for the local pbs station. None of the film ever got used, it was too graphic. He never really got over it, they say. Rising star at 23. .. — well, you get the idea.I approached Nicole when she was coming in from the grocery store. I knelt down in front of her and offered up my collar to her with both hands. Somewhat taken aback, she took the collar before she realized what it was and read the note attached to it. The note said simply, "Sally will help you."I had bowed down with my head to the floor, so I did not see what she did after that, but apparently Nicole had tried to fit the collar on her own neck, then around her waist.