I squealed and jumped to my feet, forgetting about the sandals I was wearing. Bolts of pain shot up my legs and I went flying forward. I fell across a...small tree trunk that my dad had cunt and placed there for some purpose long ago. The wood dug into my soft belly, scraping the skin and making me cry out again.One of the dogs jumped up onto my back. I swung at him, knocking him off, but one of the other dogs grabbed my leather mitty in his teeth and growled, dragging it backwards. I slapped at. First I stabbed the larger one standing there open mouthed. I stabbed him in the shoulder deep but it wasn't a heart or neck wound which would have been serious. He caught a break since he hadn't actually tried to attack me. He saw his blood pumping out of his shoulder. He must have decided he wanted no more of the crazy bitch with the pencil covered in his blood.I turned my attention to the first one who was on one knee and trying to stand. First I kicked him so that he rolled onto his back.. " Brett shook his head and reached to turn on his computer. "Moral cowards," he said softly. "That's what he called them. Moral cowards." **********Riding in a limousine would have been a bit pretentious; Senator Jack opted for a pickup truck, even with his status as a senior senator. It suited him; it was easy to see that all those years in the nation's capital hadn't taken the country out of the man. Instead of his suit, he wore a pair of faded blue jeans and a casual polo shirt; even. It felt soooo good. Yes it did. She knew it would as the two started kissing again. Before she knew it, her top came off. And she wanted this to happen too. Once it did, she smiled. Once it came off, his hands, thankfully, were all over them, but in a manner only a woman desires. Gradually, smoothly, and lovingly he’d pet them and eventually squeeze them too. It had her smiling all over inside as he petted and played with her boobs. By this point, she was sitting backward on the couch. He was.