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All rights reserved: ZetaTalk@ZetaTalk.com Yes,she agreed eagerly. I ll wait. But don t make me wait too long. I might explode. Ill be by after,” I try to make it casual. I hear his voice echoing as I drive. I rub my thighs together, insatiable. Timmy? There are remnants of an ancient civilization on Mars that at one time also colonized Earth. Those who pursue this All rights reserved: ZetaTalk@ZetaTalk.com Paula shuddered, her legs and arms flung out with the gesture of a wounded deer. The boy pulled out of her at that instant, and with a drunken laugh, freed his sperm in a curved fountain onto her quivering stomach. Well you found me. What do you want? No.Barry shook his head. Im not that hungry. Brian yanks the panties out from underneath me as I kneel back up. He sniffs them, audibly.“Fresh and wet. Guess we havent hit your limits yet,” he dabs at my pussy, sopping the material further, then turns me over onto my back, my ass pressing into the carpet, the contact making me moan. Lying on the gurney as others labored silently and efficiently around him, Wright considered. He never had been very good with words. Maybe if he had been better with them than with his fists.... Too late for that now. Too late for any sort of recriminations. He would have shrugged, had the straps allowed it. Practice, and necessity. Still, there were times when he just came to a dead end; out of words, out of thoughts, out of encouragement. “I can hear your heart beating all the way through your chest. Man, you’ve got a steady heartbeat!” Remembrance muted her words. “My dad had a Harley. An old softail he restored all by himself. Whenever things got tough at work or whenever he had a fight with my mom, he’d go to the garage, work on that bike, and everything would be good again. He’d let me ride on the back sometimes, even when I was little. We would pull up to a stoplight and I could hear his heart thumping along, keeping rhythm with the engine. Funny, isn’t it? We’re in a war to the death with machines, and here I am thinking affectionately of a machine. I miss that.” Raising her head from his chest, she looked up at him. “What do you miss, Marcus?” I was amazed at the skill shown by Sir Brendan, and the ferocity of the strokes that painted Cunts ass and thighs a very angry red. Each one brought low grunts and yelps from the slaves throat. I lost track of how many ups and downs had occurred as Sir Brendan obviously enjoyed his slaves contortions, then finally brought the flogging to a conclusion with twenty-five of the hardest strokes I had ever seen. He made Cunt count these out loud. Fall apart later… youll get your reward … you and me, George and Gracie. Wish I could remember exactly the first time he called me that, but I guess that was part of the mystique, a totally self-effusive humor, he said. Oh, God!he cried. explained or answered to us in 4th Density, for whatever reason Gods plan entails. Thus, the base question ofwhy God has chosen to create the Universe, or have it operate as it does, is not ours to answer. Ooo,she said. Yeah, fuck me. On a world by world basis there are about 1,000 dead worlds for every one that holds life. Humans are familiar enough.
