Blood was still pumping, so the man could not yet be dead, but he might as well be.Sir Jorst walked up to the fallen man and took careful aim at his f...rehead. He thumbed back the hammer and fired a shot into the man's head. His skull practically disintegrated, and the blood stopped flowing from the man's chest. As I had drilled into him a multitude of times, Sir Jorst paused long enough to reload the two spent cartridges before he holstered his pistol and bowed to the cheering crowd. He was. .. oh the glorious sex! The power, the size of this Black behemoth was unimaginable! Yes, he could and did hurt her, the pain at times unbearable, yet he also could take her to the absolute summit of physical pleasure as well, giving her orgasms she never dreamed possible. He called her a whore, a slut, a bitch and worse. The truth be known she would be all of these for him to feel his massive rod invade her, fill her and ravish her. God help her, she loved Kirk... but it was Jamal she now. ’ ‘If push comes to shove, he would. Maybe that’s the answer, if I remind her that Gary is the father and wouldn’t want his son to live over there in another country, half the world away. That she should keep that in mind, if she continues with this man.’ ‘I’m sure if you put it like that she’ll reconsider.’ * Diane stood arms crossed over her chest, a look of petulance across her pretty face. ‘Just one weekend without the kid Gary, that’s all I ask. One weekend to ourselves without your son. "We urgently need to talk about what you did to me this afternoon."Her smile grew a little at his choice of words. "You didn't like it?" I did like it," he breathed, determined to be nothing but honest with his little girl during this oh, so important conversation. "I can't tell you how much I liked it." Well then?"Roger let go of the wheel when he heard it creaking, concerned that he was gripping it so hard that it might actually snap. He tried to just put his hands in his lap, but was too.