Without that, her words on the page felt empty. She didn’t even bother thinking about opening one of her romance manuscripts, because that magic was... even more dead within her.One too many horrible dates and failed relationships had put her off from even trying. Despite that, she’d taken a few tentative steps down the road anyway with her new coworker Macy. Macy was openly bisexual, and Stephanie had felt an almost instant kinship - and attraction - to the pretty brunette. Stephanie had harbored. Her words had no effect on the impassive trio. She gathered breath to scream again, but whatever she said was smothered by the crack of a gunshot and the sound of a bullet hitting the wall above her head."Silence!" roared the man who had fired the shot, then returned his gun to its original position. Tamara dropped to a seated position on the floor, quivering in fear, dust falling on her head from the bullet hole above. "You will not speak to the Pharaoh unless told to. Do you. My parents are married for 19 years.My age is 18 years.So slowly my fantasies for my mom began to increase, i used to spy on her and find out where she used to keep her bra and panties.When ever my mom wasnt home, i used to sniff it, and cum on it i loved the smell of her pussy with a bit smell of the urine.I used to sleep with mom at night .So one day an idea struck my head, my mom generally sleeps with nighty, somedays she wears her bra and panties and sometimes she does not. So as my mom is. Even tied up, she lunged at him, locking down on his ear and not letting go. They pulled her off him and when they did she smiled, spitting his earlobe out. She looked him in the eye, blood dripping from her mouth. “Just like I thought, you taste like shit.”The boy screamed in pain, ranting until one of the older outlaws slapped him. “Shut the hell up, boy. Get Doc to look at that ear, and maybe he can stop the bleeding. Damn, she’s more of a man right now than you’ll ever be.” The others.