We had chatted for a twenty minutes or so. I was sitting in my gym short, tugging on my cock and balls. Everything he typed, every word, just fed into...what I needed, wanted. I slipped right into my role as a willing cocksucker.The exchange got heated. He proved he was the dominant top I craved, in my mind at least. It didn't take him long to get my real name. In my semi-drunken state, I was giving him everything he wanted.He asked for my address. I willingly gave it to him. I was drunk, he had. He was alive when she first found him, but was on the verge of death. His eyes held pain and hunger as he looked at her. She had gone to shoot him to put him out of his misery but he had pleaded to her not to, saying he didn’t want to be human when he died, which she didn’t understand. And so as a precaution she locked him inside.She walked to the small window that allowed her to see inside. Standing on her toes, she peeked in. She could see him in the corner. He had rotted away, his clothing. "Meanwhile, I'm going to show Kyle around the place. It may take a couple of hours, though; because I want to be really, really, really thorough; so don't worry about us if you don't hear from us for a while."Krista snickered and said, "I guess that means that all the work I put into placing fresh linens in the other bedrooms bedsides yours was a waste of time, huh?"Dee simply wagged her eyebrows and pulled Kyle after her toward the steps leading up to the bedrooms, with both of them pulling. Instead he got back in his car and drove away. I got into my truck and drove to mom’s house. But only after I checked to make sure he wasn’t following me.Gabby met me at the door with a kiss on the cheek and a laugh. I debated what if anything to say about her visitor. I finally decided it could wait until we returned to the campground. As mom had planned I arrived before dad.“Doesn’t Gabby look great?” I asked mom.“She looked better as a brunette,” mom said.“And with natural boobs,” Gabby.