A week ago she’d promised herself she’d avoid using it for seven days, just to prove she wasn’t addicted and still had some self-control. A week...was a long time and it hadn’t been easy. The seventh day had been and gone and Elaine had to wait until the eighth for some time alone. That night was tonight. A month earlier, soon after her first vibrator induced orgasms, Elaine had discovered a free website on the Internet containing literally thousands of erotic stories. Their effect on her. Proceeding on, he grabbed a coke and headed back to the boarding gate to wait.Back at the gate, the arrival board began to flash ARRIVING next to the flight number, and he couldn't help but break into a silly grin. He looked out over the terminal area through the giant plate glass windows (He hated those windows; he'd cleaned them hundreds of times the previous year as part of the cleaning crew.). Through the shimmering heat rising from the distant pavement, he spotted the American Airlines 727. Mom had heard it and told Dad. Dad came into the room that evening and told Rebecca to get up. She did. Rebecca might push me around but Dad was an entirely different thing. Quite aside from that fact that our Dad was 6' 4, had muscles on his muscles from sweating under the hot sun on construction sites as a sheet metal worker, Dad could simply glare at you to get his own way.Dad had also had his brains bashed in by a two tonne girder that had plummeted onto his head on a high-rise construction. " Maybe I would at that. Thinking about those little girls, yeah I guess I would. I did look back at her, "But thank you." Maybe I should apologize too," Eve said slowly. "I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry I called you a murderer." You could have knocked me over with a feather: the ice-bitch apologizing?"That's okay, I understand why you'd think so," was all I could say. Luckily we were interrupted by Sharon announcing that a message had arrived from earth. It was too soon for a reply from our.