But this was a first, we never fucked on our sides before. “Yes, fuck me like that now. Show me how much you love to fuck me John. Fuck me hard, rea...lly hard. Make me scream really fucking hard!” I screamed. “I will my lady. But let's not scream that loudly though,” John replied. Then I got up and slowly took off my dress. And that day I wasn't wearing a bra. I thought it'd be more sexy honestly. “Oh no bra today?” John asked. “I thought you would like it more if I was wasn't wearing a bra I. I spread your legs wide and push the head of my cock inside you. You moan as you feel each inch of my pulsing rod slide into you. You see me reach for the small bullet lying beside you and before you can protest, I turn it on to medium and press it firmly against your clit. You gasp as the intense vibrations pulsate through your clit and I begin grinding my hips against your thighs. Your back starts to arch but I push your body back down to the bed. I can hear you moaning and feel your hips. Screaming sirens became audible in the distance and rapidly came closer. ‘Dammit, Tinkler, why is the fucking door open again?’ Tinkler rocked back on his heels. ‘Watchoo want me to do first, Loo?’ he said recalcitrantly. ‘Want me to hold the door closed, find the phone, or clear the rest of the house? Like we shoulda did already. Like we woulda did if we’d brought another couple guys like I said.’ ‘Jesus, Tinkler! You are just plain stupid.’ Doolan kicked the front door closed again and leaned. It wasn’t that I read it over and over, it was that I’d lost all those thoughts and feelings I’d put into words. The insurance company replaced my computer, but the new one was just a little black box with no soul. I hooked it up to my phone line, loaded in my Sympatico disc and checked my e-mails. To my surprise, a mysterious message from myself was amongst the others. I opened it and was thrilled to find this message along with MY ENTIRE DIARY attached to it!Dear Laura, My name is.