..fuck.." she moaned as I sawed into her. I reached around to pinch her nipples. I was getting close.I realized that this was the same position that I...had fucked Carrie in when she had gotten "whammied" by the scent of Demie's juices. I stopped. Carrie..."Uh? Mm!" Kestrel pushed her butt back at me.I couldn't...not until I found out how Carrie actually died. Until I figured out why Demie was doing whatever she was doing with these women I might have impregnated. I pulled out."Oh!" Kestrel. As her father gave her away in marriage, the bride gave him back his credit card.Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.Three friends from the local congregation were asked, “When you’re in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?”Artie said, “I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man.”Eugene commented, “I would like. The only sounds were the birds in the woods behind the house and the sound of a neighbour from about four doors down mowing their lawn. Shortly before noon I heard the distant peel of bells from the local church. Although I no longer attend, indeed I am no longer even a believer, it was a sound that had been around me all my life and one which I loved. I’m told by the locals that they are a good team, but I had no way to judge, I simply sat back and enjoyed it.Just after the last bell had rung. I kept my belief secret from my friends. They would just tease me and spoil my faith.When I was eleven, I went through puberty. My mother sat me down and spelled out the “Facts of Life”. I learned how babies were made. The only man I wanted to be my mate was Santa.While other girls were dating boys, I kept to myself, making toys. I would fantasize about the big man taking my virginity under the small Christmas tree my father scraped together to buy each year. I would come so hard, I had to bury.