I told them that I want them to remember me the way I am now and that I'm going away and never coming back." I see," he said."I told my mom and dad to...pay my rent until my savings account runs out, then sell all my stuff in a garage sale or give it to charity if I don't come home." Oh, so you are allowing the possibility of it being temporary..." Well, how could I know for sure that you're for real before I got here?" Touche'!" Anyway, I bought my bus tickets with cash, changed buses a few. You slowly got up, remaining straddling my thighs, as your hands traveled around my back, my buttocks, my slit. You stopped for a moment and the next thing I heard was the sound of you unbuckling you belt, and drawing it out of your jeans. “Oh, god!” I moaned. Millions of butterflies swirled wildly on my stomach, my whole body tensed up in anticipation and when that first blow came down on my back, I was almost over the edge again. A second blow fell on my buttocks, the third on my thighs,. Not like a finger.Tim groaned. His balls tightened. Weird, Amy thought.While she was sucking on Tim’s peter she rolled her tongue around the shaft. He liked that so she did it some more. He put his hands on her head and moved it up and down and he really liked that.Amy enjoyed making Tim feel good. It made her feel good. She licked and sucked and bobbed her head. She felt like she was controlling him with pleasure.Tim’s breathing grew frantic. He stopped Amy and said, “okay, one more. ”Gabe shook his head in disbelief.“Are you ... is this some kind of joke? We’ve been married for three years! Look around ... look at...”Gabe looked around the room. And he felt sick.The room was covered in pictures, and looked vaguely like the room he’d walked into a few hours ago.Except for the fact that not one of the pictures contained any indication that Gabe had ever been in them.“I ... I don’t understand,” Gabe whispered, pitifully.He looked up to realize that the man was advancing on.