“‘Ringing the devil’s doorbell‘? Seriously?”“If you think about it, it’s actually not that far off from the kind of stuff James Dobson o... Kent van der Meer would say.”“Well, I’ll have you know I rang the devil’s doorbell a LOT when you were away in Chicago!”I chuckled, “Did he answer?”“Repeatedly!” she laughed. “You don’t mind if I share that, do you?”“If you share it with Jess, make sure she’s someplace public!”“You are cruel, Snuggle Bear! But I love it!”“Is everything set for tomorrow. Sorry, that's just how my mind's wired up.I did enquire of some of the guys who would have remembered Jennifer though, and got everything from "no comment" to "Oh Christ! Billie didn't manage to rope you in on that one did he?"But there were no descriptions that I could trust as to exactly what was going to come walking through that arrivals gate on Thursday evening.I say "that I could trust" because one guys described a sixteen-year-old barrel of lard to me. He told me that he'd only spoken to. "Steve continued to stroke his fingers across her anus, even as he tried to reassure her. "I've done this to many women, and most of them were nervous. But none of them got hurt, because I know how to take a woman's ass properly. With enough lubricant, and patience, I can enter you without hurting you. But it will take strength on your part, because you have to relax the opening so I can enter. If you fight it, I'll get in anyway, but at the cost of your pain."Anal penetration is inevitable,. It took way too long to get to your house. I could tell Dad was using the CB so I figured he was calling for any reinforcements that were near. The two guys riding in formation with us were part of Dad’s unit. It was Arnold and Carlos. I think you’ve met them before but I’m not sure.We spun into your street and spread out a bit. We beat the uniforms to your house which was pathetic given how long it took us to get moving and get there. Response time for the uniforms should have been way better.