‘If you were younger, you might actually give me a workout. A light one.’ I favored my left ribs and studied his stance, trying to see where his n...xt attack would come from. No, the restaurant hadn’t been a total fluke. His rage and reaction to it had made him make a mistake. That was what I needed. To piss him off. ‘Thanks, pissant.’ I said. ‘You aren’t too bad yourself for a sheep fucker.’ ‘You’ll have to do better than that, Tommy Boy.’ Martin chuckled launching his own flurry of attacks. I. Specifically, she awaited me. She gave me the news, and drove me to the hospital. I joined Claire’s parents at her bedside, barely able to look at her severely broken form yet unable to pull my eyes away from the heart-wrenching sight. She was fortunately in a coma, unable to feel the pain resulting from having been hit by a drunk driver as she crossed the street in front of her own house, but that did not lessen the pain I felt at seeing her like that, broken, filled with needles and tubes,. "Would you like that?"I looked at Cygnette and took a deep breath. "Yes," I said. "I can see that this is where I belong, after all." I'm *so* glad," Cygnette told me, "you lovely girl!" He gave me a big hug and kiss on the mouth. Then he arose and began to put on a tough-looking sport binding (that's a bit like what's called a "jock-strap" outside Utopia). "You won't need one of these today, will you?" he asked. "I've got to wear one in public at all times, and a full skirt too, so my. Water flowing on her , hips moving slowly , looking down at me starting to love this a bit too much, eye close under the water stream sucking in a bikini bottom''shit stop dont make me cum yet , lets clean up''i went under the water on my knees she undress me and god did she made me weak in front of her cock , washed up by her calling me a cute cock sucker''gonna make you love sucking cock so much now i know you like it''i went out to her room she sat me on a chair and smile like a devil happy.