"I want you to drink me," Chris said in an excited tone."I can't suck you here," Janet whispered."I don't want you to suck me, I want you to drink my ...um. I want you to jerk me off into your drink then go back inside the house and drink it in front of your stuffy doctor friends." I can't do that," Janet responded as she continued to stroke him."I'm getting really close to cumming already. Come on, jerk me, oh yes, yes," he moaned and reached for her hand holding the drink. He saw that it was. She does what he says in fear of getting slapped, or worse. Dan walks out of the kitchen and to the closet where he keeps his tools for roasting over an open fire, fire wood, fire starters and a spit. He trots back into the kitchen with his supplies and tells Sunny to get on her hands and knees. Sunny does so. I have to fuck her ass before I can roast her, Dan thought to himself. He climbs back onto the kitchen counter and positions himself behind her ass."I'm going to fuck your ass, Sunny. If. After you sent the telegram to Vicksburg, the operator sent it to me, too. I know that you only told your daughter how dangerous it would be in the South if no truce were reached before spring, begging her to leave immediately for Libertyville.“I assumed that the telegraph operator in Vicksburg would warn the Confederate commander, who would assume that you learned something from being around us, and that your daughter would warn her closest friends, who would warn their closest friends, and so. Those ladies agree to let me fuck them because the alternative is worse. They have a need for their bodies to be respected even in death, while as for me, I do what I have to because my life was stolen from me - taken - and speaking honestly, I don't know whether it was real or just the delusion of an old schizophrenic mind. Maybe I've always lived in these caverns. Maybe all my troubling memories are lies. All I know is that I can spear a dead woman's cunt and crack it in two.How did I learn.