Why did everything always happen to him? Did God hate him so damn much? A sudden lurch of rage and self loathing bit into him deeply. If the would cou...d have caused a physical wound, he would have bled to death. Standing, Kell began to pace in the saloon. Why couldn’t he have been there for her? Why the hell couldn’t he have been there? Bile and hated boiled up inside his throat. A sudden image flooded his mind as he stood. His mother sitting on the edge of his bed when he was seven. He’d had. ” “No! No! It’s quite interesting, I mean. It’s… I’m sure that, why? How come…” I was at this point internally hysterical as he floundered to find the correct words to speak. “If I were him I’d be checking myself!” “How do you mean?” I asked inquisitively. “Well, if this guy isn’t paying enough attention to a girl like you then he needs his head sorting I think!” “A girl like me? Ben, I don’t think I’m that special to be honest with you!” “Are you seriously taking the piss?” “No!” I exclaimed,. Classes would conclude tonight, as I did not have school tomorrow. M***r then lay down on the bed, and f***r once again climbed on top of her. This time, though, he stuck his d*k into her p*sy. I had seen them in this position before, but never knew what they were doing. He stated thrusting into and out of her p*sy as she moaned and began with the “yes, oh yes” again. Then it was my turn. I was hard, but when I put it into m***r's p*sy, it grew just a little more. I began to thrust. This was. "Patience, patience, my dear," Tim said. "First I want you to do something for me." What is it?" Jennifer asked."Before I show you your surprise, I want you to put this on."Tim reached inside his pockets and pulled out a black piece of cloth."I want you to be blindfolded so the surprise will be saved until the very last moment." Oh come on, Tim. Don't do this to me." Sorry babe. No blindfold no surprise. I don't want you finding out what it is when you can still back out. I took a big chance.