”His sexy smirk was back, but he didn’t do as I told him to. Stubborn man. Instead, he bent down and grabbed the legs of my sweatpants and pulled ...ntil he met with resistance once more, this time in the form of my boots.“I hate winter sometimes” he grumbled as he worked off first my boots, then my pants until he was able to toss them away. “Remember summer?” He asked. “You barely wore anything then. It was all flip-flops, bikinis, and sundresses. I could get at your pussy in under five seconds. When I decided it was over, it was over. I’d bought 10 cartons on special when the price went up the first 50 cents. I decided that was it, finished off the 7 or 8 cartons I had left, then stopped. I reached for my pocket every few minutes for a couple of days, but I’ve never had to have a cigarette since then.’ ‘I don’t think I could do that.’ ‘Linda, I know you. You can do anything you set your mind to.’ ‘I don’t know. Maybe you’ll feel different after we talk tomorrow.’ ‘Don’t count on it. I. Smoke and the smell of burning flesh.Don’t fuckin kill her till I get my turn.Looky, see she come to again.Wait till we all done, I’ll be shoving it up her ass.Then You’ll be hearing some screaming.She could see the smiling faces around her. Men in old clothes and rags. She felt the cock inside her as she was shoved up against the crate.The bar was back in the fire.The wire bit into her wrists. The men sitting around were laughing, drinking, watching waiting their turn.She could feel the cock. "Frank", she handed him the phone, "It's Gary at the Kings Head"Turning to me she said, "I think you should round your boys up Paul, somebody's just fire bombed the kings Head!"The fire was out when we arrived and Thank God, no one had been hurt, two brews of firemen were packing their gear away and the station officer was talking to a police officer who was obviously in charge now that the fire was out.The officer saw us approaching and grimaced at Frank,"Well, well, well, Mr Charlton, what a.