’ ‘Look, I’ll set the alarm and we can just have a cuddle…’ he stopped in mid-sentence, after all, their relationship was about sex, wasn’... it? She lifted the duvet and slipped in next to him, ‘That would be lovely,’ she said with a grin. Although they had shared a bed quite a few times now, they had rarely ‘slept’ together, other than a nap after making love. She lay down on the bed and he turned off the light on his side. She was quite surprised to feel his lips on hers but kissed him back. Becky just stared as Drunk Man took her hand and placed it on his cock, which was still slimy where she’d drooled on it. She moved her hand without even thinking about it, as if it was second nature.All in a daze she stared at Headphone Man’s hand going at full throttle. The doors to the carriage slid open, then shut. There was movement. Then a spurt. The man had some pump on him. Two full blasts of spunk jetted onto her face. She gasped and blinked. One eye was stinging. The semen slithered. Joe nodded. “How about you go into that stall,” he pointed out thethird stall to the younger man, “and you go in therewith her,” he suggested to the older man. “And if anyonecomes in, you guys just freeze. Don’t make a sound,okay?” They nodded somberly and made their way into thestalls. Mary smiled nervously up at the older man as he enteredher stall. He was tall and whipcord thin, wearing Levipants and cowboy boots. Carhart jacket and a. You don't control me. Get out of my head." I am you. We are. We will be." I will not kill her. She does not deserve it." Yes we will. Yes she does. What has she done to us? Has she done it to others?" I cannot punish her for what she has done to me, it isn't right." Might makes right. Power to kill means power to decide."Tim felt a dark presence within him, drawing him to the neck of the helpless woman before him. He felt all powerful, the only person with deciding power as to if she would live.