He went down to her pussy and painted her clit. Then the inside of her pussy lips. He took the brush and painted down to her asshole. He gave her ass ... good covering with the paint and then pushed the brush into her ass and painted the inside. He then painted back to her cunt and painted all around it then pushed the brush inside her as far as he could and painted her cunt hole. He took a red marker and wrote on her stomach "cum slut". He went just above her clit and wrote "fuck me". He loved. I dared to speak, a barely audible whisper."Take it. Take it all. Just leave me alone."I heard a laugh, and then I knew for sure. I knew that I was about to be raped, and possibly killed. Then I felt duct tape or the like zipped around the area of the plastic bag covering my eyes. I exhaled, calculating that the binding of my eyes was designed to prevent me from identifying them, and thus eliminating the need for my death. The ground under me felt dirty and cold, the rocks on which I lay. “Well, did it work?”“Did it work?“ he expostulated. “Christ, Maggie. I went in and said what you told me like a good little boy, and dammit, Toby went apeshit. They’d just got him out of the cradle in that friggin’ truck with their own sling, and moved him into whatever the hell it is that passes for a sickbed in that place, and he was being nice and quiet and easy, and then I said what you told me and it was like an explosion! Shit, he started squirming and tossing like there was no. "Hello dear." said the nurse, "Hope you feel okay after your accident?Don't try to talk your voice box was damaged and needs to rest."Ray wanted to ask so many questions, not least of which is when he'd beup and about to take out the sexy nurse. Ray was never likely to bemonogamous. Also he wasn't remembering any accident, he rememberedleaving Tara's after an afternoon of passion then going to a bar hopingto score with some girl. That was it, he'd been chatted up by thisgreat looking brunette.