"A few minutes later as Aunt Joan was helping me out of my raincoat, avery young, thoroughly exhausted looking woman walked through the opendoor. "Hel...o, I'm Doctor Chung. Aren't you Joan from the accountingdepartment?"Aunt Joan draped my coat across the back of my chair, and then turnedand held out her hand to the doctor. "So good to see you again,Lillian. I'm surprised you remembered me."The doctor took Aunt Joan's hand in both of hers. "How could I forgetthe woman who untangled the mess they. "One officer put cuffs on me and they put me in the ambulance. He asked me what happened and I told him they were dead. I could hardly talk straight. I had a hard time talking but I told them where Mark's cabin was. The ambulance driver told the officer that he couldn't see where I was injured. He didn't believe any of the blood was mine."He was instructed to take me to the county jail as cruisers headed to Marks cabin." I kept telling them that I didn't do anything. I tried to explain but no. Within a few seconds his tongue was probing my labia licking and pushing into me. He needn't have bothered: I was soaking wet. He realized this after a few glorious minutes - he was rather talented - and stood up between my legs. Slowly he lifted them up over his broad shoulders and slowly slipped his rod into me. He pushed in almost clinically at first, then pulled out and began again. As he kept pushing in and out of me, his rhythm quickly changed from slow and deliberate to almost rabid. At. As soon as I closed the front door behind him, he was kissing me passionately. He pushed me against the door with his whole body and his hands started exploring my upper body. After a few minutes, I pushed him off of me, grabbed him by the hand, and dragged him upstairs. He looked at me with fire in his eyes, “Okay. That’s the last thing you get to force me to do tonight. I’m in charge. Don’t ask questions. If you want me to stop because you don’t feel safe, just tell me. I don’t want to hurt.