"the void?" I asked, still not clear on the matter.She nodded."you know the space between." she said.I shook my head."Never heard of it." I said frown...ng.She looked confused."The stories say you would know, that you would come to help us!" she said, her voice taking on a panicked tone.I held up my hands."Whoa, We did come to help, we just where uninformed, Perhaps you could enlighten me?" I said trying to reassure her.She nodded, pulling out a worn book, I recognized what looked like a log book. " I didn't want him to stop to take me upstairs, I didn't want to have to blow out candles and unplug the tree, I didn't want to have to let go of him. I didn't care if the house burnt down, nothing was getting me out of his arms right now.That was answer enough. As if two minds were one he bent one leg and together we lowered to kneeling right there. Never were his hands still. He explored over my bare back, he clenched the silk in his hands and moved it over my ass before dropping down to. I took a deep drag from my cigarette, smothered the butt in the soil and closed my eyes for a moment to collect my thoughts and gather my wits. Confronting a group of lawmen with a drawn weapon? Nope. Not a good idea. I fingered the beads on my Vietnam service necklace and moved my mind to a place with neither past nor future. The eternal now was all about me.“Relax, my friend,” I whispered as I pushed worry to the center of my thoughts and acknowledged the terror within me.Fear is a useful. . especially people with fine hard cocks like the one Larry was shoving into her cunt right now."Ohhh yesss. So good! So good! So good!" Her pussy ground up to meet the hard-driving cock on each lunging impalement. Cathy was like a machine -- a machine tuned to pleasure. She stared wild-eyed up at the wall clock at the other end of the double line of books. It said eight-twenty. She pulled her skirt up higher over her hips, until she was naked from the waist down. She enjoyed the cool rush of.