"Show me," he said. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to show him his cum on my tongue. "Swallow," he said. I swallowed. "Stand up," he said. ... stood. "Jump," he said. I started to jump up and down on the spot. He grinned nastily as he watched my breasts bounce with every jump. "Jump outside," he said. I jumped towards the door and then outside onto the pavement where a woman dressed as a nurse was being pack raped by three men. Without further instructions I kept jumping down the road.. The phone rang a few minutes later. It was Tracy. She asked me if I had done all those things Candy had told her. Did I really sleep with her cousin while I was dating her? Did I have any other women going with me right now?Now, I may be good at a lot of things when it comes to women, but one thing I really suck at is being questioned when they already know a lot of the facts.So I owned up to all of it and then Tracy dumped me too.I got some coffee and consoled myself that I still had. We cannot survive in this storm with the clothes we have,” Rafal told me.I looked ahead and considered our situation. I could still dimly feel the creature and I was quite sure that eventually I’d be able to find it. But shooting it from a distance would be out of question - we’d need to get close in order to hit or strike it. Of course, sleeping or hibernating would make things even easier for us. Or maybe the beast would freeze to death! As that thought came to my mind I started shivering. It seems like a million years ago because I am that happy where I live now.The townhouse itself was fine, but the neighbors were a nightmare – unfuckable 19-year-old potheads who did nothing but play video games and listen to auto-tuned pop music day and night. I say “unfuckable” because not only were they hard on the eye but they had nothing between their ears, absolutely nothing, and that’s a deal-breaker for me.Having shitty neighbors is a special kind of hell. Your home, your refuge from.