The unexplained, funny feeling burning inside me! My cock is so hard now and you can see it for yourself. I did not even touch or play with it and yet...it goes hard, the moment I talk about this subject! I got no control over it. It just comes naturally." "So you love to be jealous, I see. Yeah, it is good that you are jealous and that means you do love me! I love you too, darling." I was surprised then, that all this talking actually gets me a little wet too. I didn't expect it. I had to. Fiona had been driving, and was on the side that was first struck by the passing vehicle. Her left arm and leg had been broken, and she’d nearly lost that eye as well when the driver’s side window had collapsed. She wouldn’t lose it, but it had been a close thing, and she’d taken extensive damage from shards. These wounds would heal, her beautiful brunette locks would grow back despite the necessary shaving for stitches, but she would never get the last two fingers on her left hand back. His. .. I can’t do it... He’s not coming back is he? He’s left. Oh God... I really can’t take it... I’m going to the window. Look at it, it’s awful this world! Hideous tower blocks, lumps of concrete, all filled with hideous creatures like my fake parents. It’s worth leaving behind. But down there, God it’s so high! It’s a long way down 8 floors... Oh God, surely I can’t...But Scott, what’s he put me through? He’s left me for two complete strangers and he doesn’t even care that I’m here, crying my. "Comes with the turf." The phone answered in her voice. I had forgotten it was a microphone as well as a phone."Fucking big sister," I said with a laugh.The Wonderland Hotel appeared to have been built in the sixties part of the renaissance of Harlem campaign. It was modern, but all flash no substance. As the area improved, the bars came off the two lower floor windows. The Wonderland was ten floors and had maybe a fifty foot frontage. Not a big hotel more a boutique hotel, a super bed and.