Outside, a warm breeze blew from the south. You met me on the steps, looking equal parts nervous and excited. Shakily, you asked if I needed a ride so...ewhere. It was dark and very late. I told you I didn’t need a ride, and for a moment, the smallest hint of disappointment flitted across your face. But when I held out my hand and told you I’d like to show you something, curiosity kindled itself and you allowed me to tow you to the sidewalk. You followed close behind as I ducked down a side road,. Rich pulled his pocketknife out, flicking it open and pushed its blade to the mans throat. A thin line of crimson slowly appeared under the metal blade. What the hells going on here!? Angel recognized Dantes distinct voice, but was still too weak and breathless to attempt to sit up and greet him. Rich looked up to see Dante, just outside the door, his brow furrowed, and eyes wide as he watched the trickle of blood run down the pinned mans neck. Rich released the man beneath him, standing, his. Scott was against it from the beginning. He said that rather than running all the way across the country, I should stay put. ‘You have a support group here’, he told me. ‘You have people who love you, and care whether you live or die. You think going through two months of a rehab clinic and you’re free from the pull of drugs and alcohol? Wake up man, you have no idea what you’re doing.’ I knew there was some sense in what he was telling me, but I had to get away. I didn’t need to be reminded. “You’re such a good lover,” she added reaching for his hardness.And that was another thing that she loved about Bradley. He was large and firm; bigger than any man she had known before. When he slipped his manhood inside her she knew that she had a real man deep inside her; not only that, she knew that she was going have an orgasm. Not just one but several. She reached up with her arm and held him by the neck to kiss him. “Fuck me please,” she asked.He gave her his usual lust filled smile and.