Time to ratchet things up, I thought. I reached into my pocket, and pressed a button on a remote control. Heather jolted, as the eggs in her pussy vib...ated briefly, then subsided. She looked across at me, and mouthed something at me. I continued to chat airily to her, thus reminding her that she was hardly able to complain or even react whatever happened in her cunt. She must have realized that the toy was barely audible, and that providing she was careful with her reactions she might be able. And that was when she felt normal. She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people looked at her, they saw her tits first and foremost, and very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would. I figure I'm going to watch pieces of my husband crack and fall off." She turned to Dayna. "I've heard from Kelly. He's not doing well, and Carol's gone full Mama Bear. Kelly said she's growling more than speaking." Something that's gonna come out when we talk to the cops ... they definitely knew someone was at home," Dayna said. "Melvin had the feeling he was being watched, so they knew we were there. That's gonna make the cop thing a lot more invasive, 'cause it ain't arson, it's arson and. "Pretty vivid dream, I have to say," I said, trying to keep the hysteria out of my voice."Ain't no dream," the man said. "You been brought here so's you can hear a story. See, my name's Martin Claymore, but folks always knew me as Marty." Pleased to meet you... I think," I said. "I'm Ray, Ray Temple." I know who you are," Marty said. "It was your'n that put me out there in boot hill back around 1875. Course, that was after I killed their buddy. But he was fuckin' around with the wrong woman and.