I thought of this a while back - when there was a problem with the metro train system - and the one I was in was stuck in a tunnel for 40 minutes (tho...gh he wasn't there that time). Anyway - I'm on the train - for some reason I'm wearing my leather pants - it's packed as usual - I'm squashed against the doors - at one side - sort of wedged in a corner. He's standing facing me - looking over my head - everything's perfectly normal as the train goes underground. Then the train comes to a. . I mean Iwasn't... this is silly..." But was it? Charlie's mind was full ofstrange ideas. Satanic body swapping cults. Surgeons stealing healthybodies and leaving their owners in, what? In younger, healthierbodies?Mark snapped. "So, what did you find? Out with it already!"The doctor came over and put her hand on Mark, half comfort and halfreproach. "There are traces of narcotics in your daughter's," thatsounded weird, "system, other than alcohol." Charlie felt sick. Whatnarcotics? He. A few times, she had wanted him just to take her and fuck her. Not make love to her. She wanted Ross to simply fuck her. Hard, fast, rough.And as her orgasm of forced silence subsided, a smile came to Rachel's face, knowing that Ross was indeed capable of that level of passion, of intensity, of raw lust."...OH ROSS... YES!... FUCK!... YES!... UHNnnn... ohhh Ross...OHHHhhh....ohhhh... Mmmm..."She heard Monica's moans die down, and realized that they would be coming out soon. Rachel quickly and. "Okay," she whispered.Marylou grinned happily, feeling certain that Rachel was going to get involved as more than a spectator--and that after the girl had gotten really horny from fooling around with the doggy, she was going to have to have her sweet cherry pussy taken care of, too.The farm girl knelt down on the floor.Kingfisher was aware that he was once more in demand, and in for another treat. He walked over, stiff-legged, his long red tongue lolling from the side of his mouth. His prick.