"I had a feeling I knew what she wanted. "Do you want more of the blanket?" That must have been why I was so hot: I was hogging most of the blanket.I ...urned over again, facing the wall. Our positions had changed. Erika was sleeping in the middle of the bed, relegating me to the edge where my knees hit the wall. Sleeping on the edge of a bed was not comfortable. The edge was not as soft as the middle."What's wrong, Keith?" she whispered. "You don't look comfortable." I don't think there's enough. I decided it was time I got out of there before things got already Stranger Than They had. I start twisting my body and trying to get through the door the rest of the way but my hips just won't fit. I guess I do have the ass like my mother said I would. This went on for what seemed like a minute or two and then it felt like two pairs of hands grab my legs and my ass. And I was frozen there I couldn't move the lower part of my body. When I was bucking around I could feel the cord coming from my. It drivestheir soul. It consumes their intellect. It is the reason they doanything at all. It is all about the chance to go back inside of a woman,and using that drive to get what I want does not make me a bad person or apredator. No, that makes me the best thing that has ever happened tothem. It makes me the most important person in their world. It makes mea mother...their mother.All of the men mingling around all have the same goal. They are alllooking to bed a girl for the night. I. I graduated and joined the police force. She was still in highschool on her last year. I had been stalking her through Facebook. She was still dating that asshole. I wanted to rape her but had no clue how. Then the idea hit me as I was doing apprentice police work......"They got Razor!!" said a gang member. "Let him go please!" My senior and I were arresting a drug lord suspect. This was one of the biggest latino gangs in California, the name I cannot say."I can't help you man, I'm not even a.