" Thanks, I think, so what we buying here?" I hadn't thought that far ahead. . . May I have some of your most hard working moisturiser please?" I aske... the woman behind the counterWe left with a pot and I looked out of te door to see the neighbour had only just reached the corner and still had a way to go, I walked across the road and slowed down keeping an eye on hI'm as he ever so slowly made his way up the street. "Okay come on." We made it to my front door without him seeing us, I unlocked. It was not just bringing Bridget back from the dead. In that scream she heard the madness of her mistress. She remembered sermons at her old village church. She was afraid of damnation. She could feel the flames of hellfire licking at her soul. The doctor, in ecstatic delirium, freed the monster from its’ restraints.“No, no Miss Hilda, she must be tested first. We don’t know..”The doctor slapped her assistant hard across the face. “You want me to put her in a cage? My Bridget? Get out. When I got in her car, I reached over and put my hand on her leg with the idea of starting something. She picked up my hand and moved it back over.“Not, now, Babe. We won’t do THAT until after dinner.”Now I was confused. We’d been fucking like rabbits every chance we got for months and now this change. We chatted as we drove to Tracy’s place. After arriving Tracy directed me to her entertainment room.“You pick out a movie and I’ll get us each a beer. I feel like an action movie.”I rooted. I screamed in pain, trying to get away but the Jamacian responded with a simple punch to the face. I collapsed onto the dirty ground. I felt more pain as he shoved another couple inches into me, then another, then some more, then finally with a large moan from him, he shoved the last inch. He was balls deep. "Damn you're one tight motherfucker!" He moaned as I felt his balls slap into me. He pulled out some inches then shoved them back into me, then again, then again, until eventually he was.