At the moment I cummed she didn’t waist a cum drop, swallowing it all. Sandra was a Queen at parties, and my eyes always looked for her everywh...ere. Finally, at nightfall, I used to have my dessert by having her riding astride me, moaning wildly without any restraint; no one around to criticize, while I stroked her waist -she riding on top- in ecstasy, at the sight of her sculpture like body. Today, as I recall all these facts, telling you this account, I still have images of hers,. ‘Why … Why are you calling me?’ she asked, hoping her tone carried the right amount of indignation. ‘I miss your body, Fiona. I miss the screams and my marks of possession,’ said Robert’s voice and she distinctly heard the swish of a whip. ‘Leave me alone. I am not yours anymore,’ she said bravely, holding onto the phone tightly. ‘You will always be mine, bitch. Mine to own and please,’ he said and gave out a loud growl. ‘Did you show him your scars? Or are you still hiding them?’ ‘You can’t. ”True to my word I spent the morning feeding and watering the worms, then I drove the SUV to the local sawmill where, if you know someone you can still buy slabs. Just in case you didn’t know a slab is the first cuts made when the square off a round tree.Sawmills used to burn the slabs but they found out in the last few year that people like me were willing to pay for them. We don’t pay a lot, but its better than burning them. I used the mills power to cut them to length so they more or less. . CRUEL... things???Sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I'm just a bit emotional after last period, on the lawn, behind the classroom. That was risky and we'd better watch it. If someone had caught us -Well, let's not go there! (nervous shudder)>From the first day we met you knew you were the one - the ONLY one for me - (warm smile)!!! Despite all the fights and my screw ups I cause, you are still my best friend, or kinda like my mom or older sister, always there to fix things, dry my tears, and.