They were the solitary ramblings of man consumed by his thirst for power and pain. The ringing phone broke Nicholas from his ruminations. Walking over...to the phone, hand outstretched to grab the receiver, he froze in mid-stride. Vision blurring, pain searing through his body, a scream started deep in his throat, a wail of pure torment the likes of which few have ever uttered and taken another breath behind. Nicholas convulsed as if being electrocuted for a moment before dropping to the floor,. " Jodi kneels in front of me and crawls backwards under the table. I sit in the chair in front of her and open my make up box. Jodi eagerly laps my pussy with her tounge as I apply my make up. I'm finding it hard to concentrate as my legs start shaking and I start grinding my pussy into Jodi's face. I can't do it. "Stop slut! You're going to make me mess up mh make up." Jodi stops and just stays there under the table on her hands and knees until I finish. I'm irritated and horny as I'm driving. She looked to be about Charlene's age.There were eighteen of us, and we designed an impromptu rally, a race. We paired off in groups of two. I had to go with Charlene, of course. I wouldn't trust anyone with her, and besides, they wouldn't want the burden of having an inexperienced hiker with them.We set off, Charlene huffing and puffing behind me. I had to stop and reach out my arm to help her up some of the steeper inclines. She wasn't very strong, it seemed, and I knew that she was hot and. You should've told me that you gotraped."I interrupted him, "I almost got raped. He didn't get far enough." Still, every one of those things were traumatic events for you. You needto talk about it. The dreams you were having are an indication that youwere suffering from Post Traumatic Stress disorder. I already surmisedit, but hesitated to call you on it. If I stepped in too soon, you woulduse me as a crutch. And I think you're strong enough on your own to dealwith a lot of what happened. I.