" Call you what?" Sweetie pie. You call me sweetie pie when I'm really upset. It's your way of telling me that you love me." I said sweetie pie?"I did...'t consciously remember saying that to her... yet somehow now that I thought about it, it did sound right. Okay then, one more thing I knew. When she was upset, I called her sweetie pie. Somehow that had come out of me unbidden. Somehow my brain must be remembering things, yet I was unaware of what... or even when it would do that. This was a. She see's my dick spreading the lips of her barely mature cunt and waitng to plug her good. It's so great when I tear her precious hyman and she screams for it. Screams to be fucked hard. And I obliged. I rammed my stick in and out of my new bitch playmate and hear the crude slapping sounds of our sexes bumping grinding into one another. It continues until I can hold back no longer and pump her twat full of dangerous sperm. Three bitches have gotten sexual attention from me by the time I. This was the fifth nightclub in as many nights that I and my covering force had visited. I wasn't here looking to get laid, although I planned to do that too after duty hours. I was here hunting.Six nights ago, in response to Robert's phone call, I had driven from the scene of my recent tryst with a female accountant named Sandy in Kentucky up to Washington, D.C. I had parked a few blocks away from the J. Edgar Hoover Building and walked to a little used entrance on the side of the building. I. Dan staggered off his chair."It is normal," Dan gasped. "I can feel it." But Dan," April was trying to get Dan to stand straight."April enough!" Dan growled angrily. "I know it is happening. I am goingto lie down and take a nap. This can't be stop and anything we can dowill just be a waste of time and money. Nothing can help me now butsleep." Are you sure?" Yes" Dan moved towards to the stairs before another cramp hit him. Helet out a yelp, making April put her hands to her mouth. Her eyes.