God was with him. This was the right thing to do. There was no reason to be nervous.Taking a deep breath, he pedaled up the driveway. There were three...cars there, with room for more. Nice cars, although one was a bit older and more beat up. It definitely looked out of place. Mark rode onto the sidewalk leading to the front door, kicking out the kickstand once he was off the driveway. He dismounted, quickly checking himself. Mark was not very fashionable. He liked wearing short sleeved light. I read the head stone as tears come to my eyes.Forty years ago... It’s ten-o-clock at night, I am sitting in my broken down car, and it’s raining like a motherfucker. If I had gone to spring break in California, I’d be sitting on the beach right now.I’m feeling sorry for myself when I hear a tap on the window and see May from school standing there. I am surprised, because I haven’t seen her in school for a couple weeks. She’s definitely not dressed for the rain as I roll down the window.“Hey.. I attached one more hauler, we moved the snowmobile on to it before I pulled into the hanger with the two haulers still attached. It was rather noisy when I entered because all the wheels on the haulers were stuck in the upright position.I question why we had not tried to lower them and received a simple lesson in logic. When the wheels are down they are constantly being vibrated by the contact with the ground. When they are up they get packed with snow and then freeze in place. A day in the. .. the quivering male having his mind taken swiftly from the pulsing pain of his glowering weals as the sneering Executrix slapped his face hard, several times, his cock wagging erect with the pleasure of being humiliated further, as the crowd of women voiced their raucous approval of the spiteful act.“There! Now you’ve felt the hand of the woman who’ll hang you ... and God knows I’ve seen just how much you warrant every last moment of the slow and lingering death I’ll award you!” Her vicious.