I know I was better for her, but it certainly wasn't one of my better performances. I went to sleep again. When I awoke, she was gone. She left a note... "I had to go. You needed to sleep. I'll see you in class."I studied and listened to some jazz on the radio. Even though it was late, I went for a run through the neighborhood. The run helped me sleep.Monday, I picked up a girl in my writing class. We hooked up in the afternoon. She went back to the dorm at supper. I felt I had 'run the girls. She liked the idea but wanted to find some rope in case they cost too much, I suggested a rope that was not too big but has a small braid making a rough surface so when you tie it it holds firmly. I looked in the extras box and found a small roll of what I thought would work and just like a woman into color she likes the orange and red in the braids, the piece was only fifteen feet long so we looped it around and tied it and it held good but she said that was not a good test. Bear in mind that. As I looked over I could see my wife bending over with a cock in her mouth as the other guy was sliding his huge pole up her from behind and groaning about how wet she was and how good it felt. She was staring into my eyes the whole time and letting me know how good it felt.She started taking charge, becoming more confident, telling the guy inside her to fuck her harder, “I want to feel you squirt up my cunt you dirty bastard” she said “fill me”. I couldn’t hold back any more and started. I was so angry that I began bashing his fingers with a flower pot. He let go and fell, but his fall was broken by some awnings and bushes. On seeing he was still alive I found super human strength to drag our antique cedar chest to the balcony and throw it over. It hit the man and killed him. At this point the stress got to me and I suffered a massive heart attack and died."The clerk thanked him and sent him on to the waiting room.The second applicant said that his last day was his worst. "I.