That night we were back to our apartment. We toasted the win with someJack Daniels. I had some strange dreams, which was unusual for me. I awokeon the...floor next to my bed. I was naked, and had shit on the floor. Veryembarassed, I quickly cleaned up the mess and said nothing to Shawn.During the week, we did our own things. I got someone older to buy me areplacement bottle of Jack Daniels as a gift to Shawn. When I gave it tohim, he gave me a big hug. He's affectionate that way. Towards the end. He kneads my breasts with his strong fingers - so hard that I know he’s going to leave bruises. It’s a strange mix of pain and pleasure but I do not tell him to stop.With his free hand, Nick works to unbutton my jeans and he slides them down, letting them pile on the floor.I step out of them and push Nick flat onto the bed. I unzip his pants and pull them off, flinging them across the room. He certainly won’t need them anymore. I climb on top of him and Nick firmly grabs my ass cheeks,. .not wear it!" She said shamefacedly. And then realizing that it had in fact ruined her own climax, she DID jump down off of the counter then, and quickly ran upstairs towards the bathroom."I hope that didn't fuck things up." Cindy whispered to me."Actually honey...I don't really care one way or the other at this point. If it did...it did. Either way it was worth it to finally get to spit in the bitches face...in a manner of speaking of course."Cindy did laugh then, though quietly enough that I. He had acquired his first gun at the tender age of twelve.As he laid his head back and closed his eyes, old memories came to him1884It was in a dirt poor town in Old Mexico, no less. And it was no coincidence that it was on that day that he shot a man for the first time. The gun he picked up was his father's, and he picked it up off his father's corpse not three minutes after he was shot down in a bar.His father was no saint, that much was for certain, but Jason felt that he didn't deserve to.