She was deeply depressed and badly in need of a snort, if nothing else. “Just to take the edge of this goddamned scene,” she told herself. “Ba...yyy!” she told Ace as she left her shift, and the way she drew out the word and the tone of her voice instantly telegraphed to Ace that she was in a bad way. He smiled at her desperate need. “What’s wrong, cookie?” he asked. “I fucked up! Oh, god. I fucked up so bad!” She described through her tears and choking misery what had happened the night Joel. I knew that she could feel my erection and was moving back and forth on it. “Shouldn’t we back off a bit here?”She said, “Yes, we should but I can’t. I am so horry now and I can’t stand it. Is this OK?” At that point I felt her pee coming through her shorts. She flooded me with her piss and passionately kissed me. “Oh, God, that feels so good. Now Daddy, you piss on me.” What I didn’t learn until later was that Judy was watching us from the house. I’m sure she knew what was going to be coming. As he stepped inside, that same chill came over him again, like he was entering a walk-in freezer. It was so cold that he half expected his breath to mist, or for there to be frost on the walls, but everything seemed outwardly normal. It was about what he had anticipated, your average, nineteen-thirties era hotel room. It was laid out similarly to the one that the phantom woman had jumped from, albeit with different décor, and no television on the dresser.Shivering, Ethan wandered about,. Placing his mouth to her ear, he whispered to the beast that lived in her body. “You want me to fuck you, huh? Straighten your head out by shoving my dick down your throat? You’re going to get exactly what you came for and more, little girl.” Without releasing his grip, he pulled her from the wall and pinned her to the bed. She put up her play fight again as he ripped away her shirt revealing her bare breasts. They heaved and bounced as she kicked, her efforts earning her a smack across the.