" He handed David an envelope. "For myself I don't have any request. But on your honour, look after my men. Goodbye Colonel, God be with you."He stood...and before David could respond, pulled a gun from his coat, placed it in his mouth and pulled the trigger. The body fell into the water with a splash. David sat there stunned. The two crewmen stopped rowing and sat motionless, looking at David. A minute passed, and then another. He roused himself, and made rowing motions. The men began to paddle. It gives him time to think. Like today, his thoughts about blood and the scent of a woman. For as long as Peter can remember, he has been fascinated with the workings of female gentalia. Add to that an almost gothic obsession with the colour red and the taste of blood. Please don't wrongly mistake Peter: he is very sane, very respectful of women. Many would call him a male feminist. He is polite in conversation, never without a witty saying, and verbose in action; he doesn't treat his female. But there are some nice touches that caught her eye and I saw her point things out that she wanted Brad to have put in her house.The rest of us were just gawking but Mike was making plans. As we went from room to room he would ask us questions about colors and preferences. He made quick sketches and took copious notes.We probably weren't very helpful. The problem is that we don't know what we want or what the possibilities are. We can't look at those large, empty rooms and see what he can. I took out a condom from the near by drawer and wore it on my dick. I raised both her legs and spread them apart. It gave me more acess to her beautiful cunt.. Then I placed my dick at the entrance of her cunt and slowly started pushing it inside her cunt. It went in smoothly as her juice lubricated her cunt. Suddenly Revathi gave out a loud scream. I had broken the seal of her virginity. Blood started flowing out of her cunt. Revathi was hissing and panting. I shouted,”You dirty slut. Today I.