‘FAGGOT’ was printed in capital letters across my forehead and CUM WHORE adorned both my cheeks respectively. On my throat were the words Tom Fuck...d This. A single silent tear rolled down my cheek. ‘I don’t know why you are crying faggot. You clearly enjoyed being raped and a worthless cum slut like you should feel honoured to be fucked so thoughly. It will wash off in a few days I expect, but you don’t need to worry we have taken a load of photos if you want some memories. We will email them. Eventually, we were at the backdoor ... he went out a very professional pet door and came back in."Marrggle." I see. Who did that?" Purrmurft," and he looked in the direction of the front door. I walked out of the kitchen.Doctor Janie burst through the front door racking her Remington 870 Express Tactical Twelve, "Oh ... it's you." Nice to see you, too, Janie. You didn't need to sound so disappointed."Tom up tailed and twined her ankles. "Nang," distinctly, "Naang." She did it," I said.Tom sat. Looking in the mirror, she ran a brush through her long auburn hair. She was blessed with the most beautiful naturally straight hair, no need for GHD's, just a brush after a shower and it shone beautifully. She rarely, if ever, work makeup. She had always been blessed with a good complexion. The summer sun had brought out a rash of freckles on her face as it always did, but she didn't mind, she had grown to love them over the years.She squirted a generous amount of factor 50 over her arms and. In the morning and my fingers are flying over the keys trying to get all the words of the story down before all the other things in my environment got in the way. Like my nagging need to empty my bladder, my rumbling tummy and my empty cup of coffee that needs filling. No, if I get up that will be it and I’ll lose it, the theme of the story.So I kept going and the words just kept pouring out of me. It was morning before I knew it and the dawn chorus of birds broke into my consciousness with.