"Those people can take it any way they want to take it. It's true in so many ways." Well, I don't mind solo banjo, and solo reading, and solo bathing,...but there's one thing that I just don't think I'll ever resort to a solo again."Okay, Jo. Put the flute down. Go attack Stoney.Stoney likes being attacked. Attacks right back. The battle is epic. We both end up dead. But that wasn't while I had cornbread in the oven.One of these days I'm gonna get off the Pill and I'll have something else in the. " Yeah, six feet under would certainly be better," Jen agreed. "But do you think there's any possibility of getting him to tell where he buried any of his victims?" In time, I would hope so," Candy answered. "But god only knows how long that will take." The good news is he's where he can't ever hurt anyone again," Dana said a bit more cheerfully then she paused to blow her breath softly across the fingernails of her folded up right hand before rubbing them over her well endowed upper chest,. I saw him around a corner.He had already removed his top to reveal his incredible strong and shaped torso. He was staring at me."Well, baby, you see anything you like?" He whispered.Absolutely lost in my lust, I walked straight up to this black stranger and touched his muscular bare chest, sliding down my hands until I reached out the base of his still flaccid cock.I gasped feeling how thick it was; I moved my hands away, but the black giant grabbed me by the waist, whispering into my ear:"What. "He came in to tuck me into bed, then as he turned out the light he kissedmy cheek. "Goodnight Wyoming." I wondered why he'd said that but before Icould ask he'd left the room.I woke up early and half remembered where I was. As I got slowly out ofbed it came back to me, seeing all the pink that filled the room.I found him asleep in an overstuffed chair in the living room, a hugepile of garbage bags filled with refuse. He'd been up all night cleaning.So I let him sleep and went into the.