Over the decades, the diner had provided his best source of support and a boatload of valuable tax deductions. Still, Richard was no nearer the Last C...hance this Christmas Eve than he was on any other day. Besides having its own special place in the diner, that warning postcard was the source of unending conversation, none of which came near the boring truth. Sometime in the distant past, it was said, a forgotten short order cook taped it there after an inebriated regular attempted to secure. Soon we will be one of the Axis Powers and we will have some serious seig heiling to do! It was not always this way!" Soon in Pensacola Florida it was 2009, some fat chicks were angry because they had not achieved their manifest destiny. They were fat loud oily bitches, and they all wanted food. “I want a burrito, God damn it” yelled fat oily Julie. Each of the fat chicks drove their SUVs to an Mexican eatery and got bean burritos. They hadn’t even finished the bean burritos. She was hurting now but I wanted to open her cervix so I could enter her womb. I felt the resistance lessen and I knew I had begun the penetration.Pushing gently I plunged deeper and deeper inside her. I lifted myself off her and looked down at her tummy. I could see the outlined of my penis there. I told her to look and as she did I moved it back and forward thrusting deep inside her. I pushed it as far as it would go and we marked how far it was by drawing around the outline with a pen.Then. A simple rule. Once my collar was on, I was kitty girl until my owner removed it. I touched it with one trembling hand, to remind myself that I had made a promise, a contract. I could hide. Kittens hide, a fact that my furry little sister, hidden away in the recesses of our closet was proof of. That was the extent of it. Still, there was no way that Kay would let our neighbor wander down the hall and expose my strange little kink…"Here, kitty kitty kitty."Her voice was playful. I think I let.