When fully awake, it is a sentinel standing rigidly to attention, bold and proud and full of majestic splendour. Increasing several fold in length and...girth, the Beast becomes a powerful piston of pleasure, a lascivious ligature of lust and love. A much worshipped idol of myth and legend, a demigod of extinct primitive civilisations, the Beast is an ancient symbol of fertility, strength and vigour. A giver of life, a bringer of joy, a source of pride or an object of derision, it can be an evil. Besides, I knew Sandy, and I knew that while she enjoyed sex she wasn't really that hot. Jim had to be making most of it up."I feel kind of sorry for you, having to spend so much time with Barb. I know she's a kind of a cold fish. Hell, 'kind of', nothing! There's simply no comparison between her and Sandy. But I can't feel too sorry for you because you have to admit you're the one that made it happen this morning. So tell me, how many times did you and Barb fuck, anyway?" That," I said a bit. " Trully lied hoping that Jake didn't have her punished for lying. Jake just nodded as he held his hands over the worst of the men. Sighing Trully started to feed the energy through Jake. At first it wasn't that bad a mere tickle then the real pain began. Trully had the first man out of danger and wanted to start on the second but wasn't sure seeing the grimace that was etched on Jake's face. Jake could see most of the darkness was gone from the first man but was confused when Trully stopped. Net(c)November 2001"Gramma, I mean, Grandmother, I don't want to hear nothing more about that place."The old woman lying on the hospital bed glared at Sean through her black pearly eyes, the sockets deeply wounded with the scars of more than eighty years of life. Wrinkles and age presupposes wisdom, but the young man just saw wrinkles and age.She had always insisted on being called 'Grandmother'. There was something noble about that title that 'Gramma' couldn't convey."Your father's hunting.