..you hurt...' I shook my head in the negative. He looked at me and took hold of my chin saying '...while you down there do me a favor...' I started ...o protest by shaken my head from side to side his grip on my chin, so tight it parted my lips. I don't know if he pulled me or if I slid or went voluntarily, I found my lips being parted by his huge penile head and a look on his face that was absolutely divine. I started to suck his penis into my mouth when I heard a commotion at the door. All. Normally it records every site you visit, but this time, there was nothing.As a last resort, I typed in magical websites and again, nothing.I was at a loss. I had the story, though I couldn't read it for some reason. I copied the text from the web page, so I had to have been somewhere for that to have happened.I opened the file again to try and see if there was anything I could find out... I awoke to the sound of the door at two that afternoon.It was Trisha again."Hi Paul." Oh, er, hi Trisha.". . although considering her experience the previous night, I would be surprised if she ever returned.When Devlin eventually left, the blond shuffled out after him, and for the first time I noticed he was limping.I mean, considering I literally stabbed him to death the previous night, just ending up with a limp was pretty impressive ... but I suspected that the limp had nothing to do with me and everything to do with Devlin.As the last few patrons left, I realized that I still hadn’t seen Marty. Terror gripped Gabriela as she tried to get to him only to find herself held back by the thick underbrush. Tears streaked down her face as she screamed out his name.The horrific dream brought her awake in a tangle of the sheets. Her heart thudded at the violence she'd seen. She worked her way out of bed and went into the kitchen for some water. The cool liquid eased the tightness in her throat enough that she could take a deep breath.Reason told her it was only a dream. Yet, she hadn't heard.