We should've been done hours ago, but the truck was five hours late again. That shouldn't be a surprise, the truck with our merchandise always had an ...xcuse for not being there on time, this was truck five in a row. After a moment of thinking whether I wanted to go home to my husband and kids, or unwind first, I spoke to a few, "How about we go get drinks afterwards?"Everyone agreed. We finished the boxes, and went to the bar a few miles away. We all ordered, and took a spot in the back. Not. I had my fill but I was still sex starved, hungry for more. I wanted in me down my other mouth. He was still erected, pushed me lay down on the couch, parted my thighs, lifted one leg over his shoulder and he came ramming me, my pussy wet slits opened to accommodate his big cock. He thrust and pressed with increasing force to penetrate, rocking in and out motion, heaving with deep breathing. I grinned with pain as he pushed harder and harder. First the forehead went in, slowly inch by inch the. . one hundred and eleven of you (RK: Not all will be mentioned). If you hear your name, be here tomorrow at nine am sharp. Here it is, alphabetically, by last name.”“Abrams, Andrew ... Adamson, Herbert ... Aldridge, Kevin ... Alexander, Charles and Cheryl”With every name I announced, there was a big “Whoop” or something near it.“Allen, Amy and James ... Alling, Abraham ... Ambrose, Dorothy ... Anderson, Nancy” [skipping down a little, ] “Carville, Mary ... Chapman, Isabel and Peter,” I stopped. In that moment so long ago, she had revealed everything to him?the true nature of her, this black Goddess who had always thriven on blood- blood he’d brought her, as others did before him-, that endless procession of victims, sacrifices he had carried before the very altar and left there in silent awe and wonder. He’d known then that she was alive, had really drunk their blood, and would do so every night, blood and blood and blood. It had been lyrical, magical and utterly natural to him. He.