’ ‘Did I embarrass myself badly last night?’ It was a voice from the bottom of a gravel pit. Doreen was obviously suffering. ‘No, Doreen, you ...didn’t. You had fun. You let loose and had fun. And so did I.’ ‘Are you sure. I have some very strange memories from last night. How did I get home?’ ‘Well, you were very tired, so I brought you home and made sure you were comfortable.’ ‘I was still wearing my dress when I woke up this morning. Was I that out of it?’ ‘Well, to tell the truth … yes.’ ‘Oh,. His eyes bulged out of their sockets when he felt their teeth sink into his shoulders and thighs. I took the safety off. There was no point in killing them but at least I could grant mercy to the poor child writhing in agony and terror in front of me.Besides, I couldn’t risk him becoming a monster. Shit, the world didn’t need more of them. There were too many already. So I squeezed the trigger and the life went out of those brown, innocent eyes.Later I went to where Johnny was waiting. The kid. Again, I slowly teased my way up your inner thighs, your juices were now dripping onto the floor. Reaching your slit, I slipped my tongue inside to taste your desire. You slipped down on the chair and spread your legs wider, begging for more. I cupped my mouth over your pussy and bagel to suck your clit between my teeth.Suzie was nowhere to be seen when suddenly I felt my panties being pulled down my legs to mid-thigh. In the mirror, I saw that she had put on a strap on and was about to mount. I returned the cart and then quickly walked back to the car to head to the apartment.“Is nice car! Nice, decadent capitalist car!” she said with a smile.“That’s good, given that I’m a nice, decadent capitalist!” I chuckled.“We must work on this, of course! It cannot be that husband of Soviet diplomat is playboy with sports car!”“Aren’t you jumping ahead a bit? If that were to happen, it’s years down the road. I could always buy a Mercedes or BMW later. Or are those also decadent? If so, perhaps.