He sat on a nearby wooden stool. “My name is The Caregiver. I am sure you have many questions. All I can tell you right now is that I am here t...o alleviate your suffering. In several hours time you will meet my counterpart, a much meaner, crueler, and soulless man. Just remember it’s always darkest before the dawn. I will always be here for you.” With that, he rose from the stool and stepped into the hallway. My eyes widened in panic. What the fuck was he talking about? I wondered. . She was so sexy just standing there. John knew all his friends’ cocks were hard, because in spite of him hating this, his cock was hard also.When Eric got the last button undone, he reached up and moved Allison’s long mane behind her back. Then he slipped the blouse off her shoulders, letting it slide down her arms until it fell to the floor. Her magnificent breasts were now fully exposed, to the eight onlookers that included her husband. Allison was totally embarrassed, but she didn’t feel as. Maybe it was holding back a large part of that section of the tale that discombobulated Mallory's brain. Finally, she got to the part where she was about to announce that she was the one who shot the first deer."We got in the stands, and we were just sitting there, waiting. Uncle Bob had said that would happen, but that we had to pay attention. So I did, and suddenly there was this beautiful deer with antlers, just standing there, so I raised my gun and I shot it!" You shot it?" Lucy's eyes. The heat and passion from him warm me, his hands around me like I had always secretly wished. Our tongues intertwine, then break apart as he pulls back, then begins to kiss my neck, his hand still in my hair. I moan softly, lifting my chin. I close my eyes and let him trail kisses along my neck and up my jawline to my ear. ‘Do you trust me?’ he whispers, his lips so close to my ear I can feel them move. I nod. ‘With my life…’ I whisper back, tracing the curve of his ear with my finger. He looks.