~~~~~~~~~~ There I was, minding my own business - not half as drunk as I want to be, but having a grand ol’ time dancing a little dirty with a coup...e girls - when a blond vision starts hissing at me like a cat just because I accidentally step on her foot. Dream girl can hiss and scratch at me all she wants, cause she is B-E-A-U-tiful. Not pretty, like the girls who are pressed up against me right now, but beautiful. Her hair is long and straight, and is the color of the ripe hay I have to. .." Because of your acting?" Phil asks. "You also said you study ballet atKrystie's school, I take it he doesn't approve of that either?" I'm SURE he wouldn't if he found out," I laugh. "No, he, um..." I stammeras I try to finish my sentence. Over the last seven months, I've becomeso used to my 'secret' not actually being secret that I expected myreputation to precede me that I'd never have to reveal it to anyone...Especially not anyone as nice as Phil..."Um," I stutter. "You, um, you know the. "Tell me you know how to fly this thing! They'll kill us if you stop!"Confused, you say "Who?" and look behind you for an answer. A black luxury sedan is speeding up the runway behind you. You see a muzzle stick out from a window as they close on Willie. A fiery flash and Willie has a ragged stitching of blood spraying from his chest as he falls."Willie!" You turn around and start flipping the controls. Cessna's are easy to fly, and you been working toward getting qualified as a stunt pilot.. And take out my camcorder.’ Mark tried to grasp the enormity of what had just been uttered. This ravaging was going to be immortalized? He tried to speak up, to protest or something, but the older man pulled his face tight toward his groin, and the huge dick rammed ever deeper into Mark’s face. ‘Now go back to the seawall and film this.’ The joggers dumbly nodded, and departed. Each sat on the seawall, and each pulled out their erect cocks. ‘Nice,’ the blond called out, ‘Nice.’ As Mark jerked.