"I'm sorry sir, I'm not sure I understand?" I swallowed nervously. I'd heard of shit like this happening, just rumours, I felt myself trembling."I don...t need to spell it out do I? I guess I do... I've passed your reports, I've taken a personal interest in furthering your career Lieutenant. What I want now is for you to ease that uniform skirt up off your big round ass, lower your prissy little pants. Ease those big stiff cheeks apart, and stand there to attention while I butt fuck the shit out. "Just call me God." Baby, I've phoned for pizza," Samantha said. "I didn't wanna cook tonight." KFC and pizza in one day?" David said. "You trying to get us fat, Sam?" No, just enjoying the perks of being married to God," Samantha replied, kissing him.Long ago, the archangel Amia walked across the surface of a planet which she had assisted God in designing. The planet was called Eden, a name which the natives had chosen for themselves. Amia didn't like letting them name their own planet, but. "Because you didn't bother to tell me that you were going to sit in the booth and do play-by-play. If you had, I would have let you know and I would have alerted you to topics to stay away from. Now the next time I face Ernie Walsh, there's a good chance he's going to throw at my head. Hell, Middleton might have whoever starts plunk me. I might get confused and think I'm playing fucking Arizona again." I'm sorry," Meredith said, tears forming in her eyes."Why in hell would you say something. You turn around and lead him by the hand to your bedroom, pushing him to sit down on the edge of the bed.Locking his gaze, you take one hand and slip the shoulder straps of your dress over your shoulders, one by one. You keep staring at him directly in the eye as you slowly slide the dress down the sides of your chest to your hips. You don't take if off yet, but run your hands up your body, tracing the outline of your breasts and back around your neck. He's practically drooling, but he can't.