As soon as she had finished, she returned to the cot, she was clearly exhausted.I sat and smoked my pipe, a glass of wine in my hand.Darkness had fall...n when I checked on her. She still slept soundly, a more peaceful look to her face. I turned the lamp down low, just enough to leave a glow, should she wake. Then I lay down, it had been a long and hard day. In seconds, I was asleep.I woke in darkness, the lamp had burned out, I wondered what had woken me. An arm was lying across my chest, I felt. As the tornado got grew and rose, Gina tried to hold down the front of her dress and was initially successful. However, the back of her dress also flew up, and this movement was picked up by a sensor on the cross overhead, which in turn activated the vacuum head above her. Gina’s then raised her thin little arms upward followed by her dress and belt as the tornado consumed her. Her eyes were ablaze! As the tornado descended, I noticed Gina was not wearing a bra. She confirmed this to me. " "It's what I absolutely need and you will understand once I tell you the whole story. A lot of what I am going to tell you will seem unbelievable, but you must believe me. My life depends on you believing me... and fucking me."She paused like she was waiting for a response, but when I said nothing, she exhaled deeply and began speaking almost as if she were dictating case notes. "To begin with my name is Harold Aldridge and I am 243 years old. That sounds impossible - both that I am that. They don't ever have to know, baby. Nobody ever has to know." He was patting my head again. "It canbe our little secret." He licked my cheek. "Isn’t that what you want, Baby? A little secret?" There was nothing else now. I could run away from it all, never contact anybody again,start over far far away. I had maybe a couple of grand saved up, If I kept a low profile it might work.But there were probably a hundred ways he could find me, if he wanted to. There was nothing else. I nodded as.