Sleep, bliss, gentle dreams!Nikki was absolutely insatiable. Skinny, pale face, long blonde hair with a Mona Lisa smile. Nikk wanted it in the morning..., she wanted it at lunch, she wanted it on the Harbour Bridge, I wanted it in the park, she wanted it in the backyard, she wanted me in bondage, I wanted her in bondage, we dressed up in corsets and heels and chased each other around my flat, we did it in my parents’ bed. It got way, way out of hand. We were living on coffee and nicotine. And we. Why?” ”I want to come by and see them. Are you free tomorrow night? I am dating someone but I am going out with some of the girls and I can cut the night off early around 10 pm and come over to your place to see them. I just want to see the photos, nothing else. That is, if it is ok with you.” I said that I was free and would be willing to show them to her. In the time since we had broken up I had bought a house in Parkville, MO. I gave her directions to a gas station that is by my house. “But he’s gone.”“He still looks for Nick,” Bethany said. “I have no idea how to explain it to a one-year-old.”“Given that I don’t understand it, that’s not much of a surprise,” I said. “I accept it, but I don’t understand it.”“It’s worse for him, though,” Bethany said quietly, “since the idea of ‘gone forever’ isn’t something a little one can understand. He was only six months old and just learning to say ‘Dada’ when Nick died.”We spent about twenty minutes looking at the pictures, something I. “I’ll teach you to fuck around with my girl!” the dyke continued, as she pulled her own shorts and thong off. She slapped Bev’s thong-stuffed mouth back and forth several times, then, ripped her blouse wide open, torn buttons flying. She ripped Bev’s bra in two and went to work on her ample, exposed breasts. The angry dyke slapped Bev’s tits so hard, they turned red. She pinched her nipples viciously, making them instantly hard. She stepped forward, grabbed a handful of Bev’s hair, and.