Bits and pieces of the previous night were flashing across his mind’s eye like a flipbook with most of its pages missing. He remembered stabbing her...in the knee and throat, he remembered groping her and brutalizing her insides with his fingers, he remembered forcing himself on her and staring into her eyes as his cock skewered her pussy again and again, he remember sodomizing her tight asshole as her blood ran down the hood of her car, and he remembered… tearing the flesh off her body with his. It's something to look forward to." What, kissing? Yeah, I guess... I'll have to think about it."The next day was Friday, and time for my regular Friday evening shoppingrun. We stopped off for burgers, then went around town for the things weneeded, finishing up with the supermarket. I somewhat diffidently droppeda box of condoms into the basket as we passed them.At the checkout, I noticed that she had gotten one too. The woman doingthe scanning had the grace not to say anything, though I could. How many cards you need?” I asked. “Two,” Brandy said. “I'll take three,” Amy said. I dealt the cards and took three myself. After the round, Brandy laid down a pair of jacks, while Amy had trips. Luckily, I had ace high full house and won the first hand. We were still sober, so the dares were relatively tame. “Amy, I want you to take three shots, one after another,” I said, with a grin. As the night progressed, we dared each other various petty, little fun things, until the liquor kicked in.. You just said this is what you want.’ Kay moaned as his finger, still slick with the juices from her pussy, began to press into her ass. She wanted to tell him no, that she was too tired, too scared… but found that she couldn’t. It was almost as though her body was no longer under her control, as if she could only do what he told her to… everything seemed very hazy, almost dream-like. A second finger began to enter her ass and she groaned as the tight hole stretched, her upper body going down.