No doubt Anne will put in a few jibes. :)Editor's Note- Where did I ever get this reputation?(*Anne-Mal) Yes, who knew that Fictionmania would turn in...o Bashfulmania!(Julie) Me, of course!(Bashful) *Blush*+ TryxiTrash has arrived.Editor's Note- Talk about foreshadowing!(Bashful) I thought I controlled my panic very well, when the chat room was down!(Julie) I was being brave, he was a rock.(Chrissy) I've always been impressed with the amount of stories Bashful churns out. I think I have been. It didn't extend downtown. And he was pretty sure he had been downtown.It came flooding back to him. The GlobalTech Tower. The party. The theft. The pick-up. The Marines. He wasn't quite sure what had happened; he'd remembered seeing the Marines teleporting in at the end, just before he reached his motorcycle. Sadly, he might have imagined that. He wasn't too coherent after going through...The interdiction field. He'd gone through an interdiction field. That's where most of this damage came. Trained''''go get it i want to make sure you are not lying''i rush out and back my black 7inch in my handlooking at the tall chubby daddy taking it and puting it on the floor up , my lil cunt help sit on itis cock in my face licking moaning''damn you are going to have it tonight sissy boy, iam claiming that virgin ass''pumping in my mouth looking at me hump my toyhelp off ass up doggy and daddy sliding in, stretching his larger real bbc taking me like a glove too small , but going to stretch if. Yeah, right. I heard it again and it was Dad’s voice when he was going to brook no shit from anyone. THAT got my attention. I propped up on my elbows and looked at Marge still sound asleep. The room was dark but there was a glowing, bright spot on the wall at the foot of the bed. “This is not for her, son. I have some things to tell you and a short time to do it in, so listen and just shut up.” With that he told me things about himself, the bitch, my brother and some uncomfortable things about.