He walked through the waterfall and out onto the wildflower meadow. The clouds had lifted. The sun in his eyes made him sneeze. The sneeze felt refres...ing. His energy had shifted. That night, he sat in the corner of a tavern and sung. He let the baritone voice of his massive body resonate against the tavern wall. The image of Theresa in the lush green garden of Thor was vivid in his mind. He felt the warmth and playful innocence mixed with lightness in his body. All those powerful emotions, he. Then, as she caressed her swelling belly, Linda finally made peace with the growing baby inside her belly, and decided that the next morning she'd go to a nearby women's clinic and have a quick abortion -- and get on with her life.The next morning, Linda called the clinic she had in mind and made an appointment for 10 o'clock that morning to have her pregnancy terminated. She got dressed in a pair of nice pants and a button-up top so she wouldn't mess her hair up too badly when she got. She hasn't had a load of whippings to harden her up." You mean this has happened before?" said Stella, her large blue eyes wide open in surprise."Yeah! Poor old Clementine's about to become the sixth victim this year. Last year there were five. It's so nice to be wanted enough for them to fight for me. Makes me so proud! Actually, I'd rather like Clemmy to win this time. She's different to the other women who've tried to get me away from Rashumba. Not only that, but she's a girl of my own age.. “You a stubborn one,” she muttered good-naturedly. “But I make you come anyway. You see.” Her hands were now performing an intricate dance across my genitals. First they were sliding along my shaft, then they were pinching my foreskin. Here a delicate caress of my balls, there a tight squeeze. I would expect a swirling digit on my dickhead, and get a fingertip in my asshole. Anticipating a sharp nail in my urethra, I would get instead a deep massage of my prostate. Oh, Jesus God! This.