First, one of my back-up plans – a note to leave on the kitchen table for my friend Catherine, who always comes over for coffee on Monday morning. I... I was still not free by then – hopefully that was never going to happen – she would find the note telling her I was stuck in the hole and come to help me. Catherine didn't know about my fetish and it would be horribly embarrassing if I had to get her to release me, but better that than be there when the tank was delivered on Tuesday ! Now to get. R," he panted, "you know just how to do me, I don't think anything could ever feel that great!!!" Chuckling softly under her breath, Laura Rogers asked softly, "Do you think I'm better than Becky!!" "She's just a fantasy," he replied as the tension in his grow began to grow anew!!!" "I'm sure that she is, but if she were here right now, what would you do to her," Laura asked teasingly!! "I guess that I'd fuck her," Peter replied, "I'd love to get on top and just ride her!!!" "Mmmmmm, that. She looked at me. "I got to thinkin' about it, Bill. I mean, she's fourteen. She's good in school. REAL good, actually. I never did that good. Never. And every day, when she gets home, she straightens up her room, and then sits there with her backpack, waitin' for you to get home." She sighed. "She likes spending time over at your house, whether Deena's there or not. Same thing on weekends. It's 'Momma, is it okay if Mister Bill takes us to the movie' or 'I'm gonna go with Mister Bill to the. .." NOW, Honey Bun! Shannon..." I'm on it!" I'll draw his fire so you can work!" Shannon was at the back of the Escalade already and Rachel, suddenly superhuman, was right behind her. In order to keep the sniper from bothering them I popped my head up and dashed the opposite direction, drawing more fire before dropping behind a parked car. Red was on his cell and Cheryl and Mike were shooting at the building across the street, but if the sniper knew what he was doing, he would be gone.