Closing his eyes, the deathly silence, broken only by the loving chorus of birdsong, calmed him. Wiping his now sodden cheeks, he turns to leave. Trud...ing his way up the grassy slope to the road, he pauses. A lone figure peering out from behind a mausoleum was staring directly at him. The figure, dressed in black, had his features covered by a low worn baseball cap. Desperately throwing his hand up to cover his face, Dan turns sharply, quickens his pace, and makes for the other exit."Stupid,. “I better get more tissues.” She jumped off the bed to toss the messy ones into the trash and then grabbed the box off the desk. Jumping back on the bed she asked. “Should I just start again?”“It is still very sensitive. We should wait a minute. Maybe I should play with your tits for a while.”Pat smiled and leaned over me until her breasts where hanging in my face. I reached up to tweak her nipples and soon had them both hard. She lowered herself to press her right tit against my face. . no... NO! She surely must be some sort of pervert who wanted to do such things. Surely... surely... Oh the pain... the pain...Incessant... throbbing... burning... How could any human beings be so vilely cruel?And this indecent nakedness... these chains... the rough bench on which she lay. Oh dear God... how could it all be happening to her? How how... HOW?Yet it was... yet it was...And, deep inside herself, Maria cringed at the memory of those two young male brutes. So obscenely virile. So. Eric offered me food, drink, and the television, but I turned all of that down. I felt really awkward being alone with him in the house, so I decided to go to bed. I walked down the hall to Brittany's familiar bedroom and climbed into her nice, warm bed. I drifted off to sleep quickly. I was soon awaken by my extreme hunger. I hadn't had dinner, and was quickly re-thinking Eric's offer for food. I climbed out of bed and went to the kitchen to grab a snack. On the way to the kitchen, I looked.