Now, turning back to myguests, Professor Singh...."And so it went.The show was a good one, I think, but as the studio driver took me homethat night, a...ter we'd wrapped, all I could think of was seeing Amyagain."Here we are. Ms Addison," said the driver as we pulled up outside amews flat in Kensington. "Have a good night!" You, too," I said as I got out of the car.Then the door beside the garage that led up to the flat, my home for thenext four weeks, was opening and there she was: Amy."Hi,. If this bothered him, he didn't show it.Steve continued, "Jesus Christ Jack, look at you. You are as thin as a rail, your hair is too long and if I didn't know any better I'd swear you are growing breasts! Are you turning into a girl?"Again Jack sat there. He didn't say anything. I suddenly became obvious to Steve that there was something more important to Jack than his job. Finally Steve just said, "You're fired Jack. Get the hell out of here!"Two hours later Jack left his office, a. Directly above me, I saw her boyfriend's cock covered in cum and spit slowly growing limp. Meanwhile, a puddle of pussy juices was forming on my chest and I was pleased when the boyfriend lifted her her off me, her legs still shaky. I was still recovering my breath when the goddess stood up between my legs. She looked down at my face and smiled, "Wow, you look so fucking hot covered in all her pussy juices!" She took a step forward and crouched over me and, leaning forward so her face was over. The emotion, the passion so alive yet so alien, things he could never experience. When from the chaos an image became clear. The image was of him, bathed in blood, a beast consumed in rage and weak to this strangers touch. It now glared at him with fierce eyes, peering deep into his naked soul. It spoke without words, calling forth a terrible challenge. Fear clutched his heart and cold fury erupted. Blind rage glared coldly from this horrid beast before him. Icy orbs black as pitch burning void.