”Chad held on to Eva even tighter. “No,” he replied. “I’ve finished with your dirty business, Hildegard. Eva and I are leaving the Union tog...ether.”“‘NO’? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN, ‘NO’?!” Hildegard roared. “I OWN YOU, BOY – BECAUSE YOU ARE A WORTHLESS DICK-BRAINED IDIOT, TOO STUPID EVEN TO MAKE IT AS A FUCKER IN CUNTSLICKER’S ROYAL FUCKING ACADEMY. WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO FOOL WITH THAT ACT? YOU ARE A PATHETIC LOSER! GET BACK TO HOSPICE, WHERE YOU BELONG – THEN I’LL SEE WHETHER YOU’RE EVEN WORTH. I'd bottled up the truth for too long, and it wasn't something I could ever talk to Michael about, so I steeled myself and told her the whole sordid tale.Catherine, the dormitory roommate the university assigned me, was a shy, attractive sophomore when I met her. She too had come from a smaller town hours away, but we never really hit it off. We had little in common, I'd come from a stable middle class family and she'd come from a rougher background altogether. I tried to connect with her, but. After you relax a few minutes you start begging me to untie you again. You don’t know it yet but I’m not finished with you. I move off and open the cooler reach inside and take out some stuff, first I open a bottle of wine taking a drink then filling my mouth with wine, I start to kiss you, you think but instead you find your mouth filling up with cold wine. Your thirsty and as you drink from my mouth it starts to turn you on. I watch as your cock starts getting hard again. I start feeding you,. Wilbur Jr. had been hit. I scanned as best I could, and sure enough, there were seven more of those Klucker bastards out there, though if they were survivors of the first engagement or a separate bunch was hard to say. I took aim with the Mauser, while Gabby and Becca worked on stitching up Wilbur, Jr. once inside the diner (after breaking a window to get in there). He’d been shot in the buttocks, in true Forrest Gump style, and it didn’t look pretty. He was in excruciating pain right.