Each day we chip a bit away, but we're blind to the size of the stone. In addition, the stone changes consistency. Sometimes its sandstone and chips a...ay easily, while other times its granite. Because it's so hard, it takes a lot of effort to chip away even a small sliver of rock to make it through the day.Every day, my Karen blindly chipped away at her stone. Suddenly, there was no more stone to chip away. When her life ended, it was not with the bang of the hammer. It ended with the rock. So Islowly lay back down on the blanket, keeping my eyes onhim. When I was prone on the ground again he movedforward slowly and stuck his snout in my face and barked,this scared me so bad I started to cry. He beganwandering around me, sniffing at me and every once in awhile he would scratch at me, leaving small red marks onmy arm. Maybe I should try talking to him I thought.“Good dog, Good dog. ” I said, ” Can I pet you gooddoggie?”I kept trying this tactic but he. My friends used to have long discussions about x rated movies and I started using porn literature and movies.Slowly I began to look for my prey to fulfill my desires. There was a family staying next to my home. They were an Christian couple with both their sibling married and staying abroad. I used to peep through my window to have a look at Susan who is 51 yrs old having a whitish complexion with some extra fat in her body. Her tits although sagged a bit looked good. I used to watch her. She fed the worms into my nipples, and it was slow going, but I didn't mind that one bit to be honest. When they were maybe three inches in, bulges began to inch their way towards me. They stretched my nipples to an insane degree, and the pleasure I felt as they did so was incredible. A bunch of small, wriggling creatures were then released into my boobs, and I barely had a chance to react before another couple of bulges stretched my nipples once more, and another burst of those creatures.