And pulled it off my shoulders. I suddenly felt naked without that jacket. "That was really very nice. Thank you, you did a great job, boy. What is yo...ur name? Where do you live?" He asked while panting. "I have not dominated a person such as you in this way for a long time." I thought quickly to myself. Did I want a sequel to this? Did I want him to know who I am? While keeping it vague, I replied, "I am called 'Robby' and live to the north of here. And train here every Wednesday afternoon.. Not wishing to startle her, I cleared my throat loudly and called out "Hi" even before I reached her garage.She straightened up and turned around. A smile lit up her face when she saw me, "Hi, I am Nancy." She held up her greasy hands apologetically."Hi Nancy, I am Caitlyn. I live next door." Yes, I have seen you but didn't get a chance to talk. Nice to finally meet you, Caitlyn!" I hope I am not bothering you. I can come back later if you wish." No stay. I am almost done." Her voice was soft. So be it- death is but an illusion. I concede- neither an illusion nor a believer be. ‘Hush little one- for those bad, bad men are many miles from here’ The saintly woman cried. The corpse was rotted and its putrid smell inflamed the very last of our senses. Yet tears are not to be shed for what remains of this, the last remnants of our humanity- for the child has no conception of pain. (Not then and not now) For on bended knee their faith is never in doubt, never in question. No pain is. Next question was where this was going to happen because as she said she didn't want our house to become a "sex house" & there was also the k**s to worry about, but lucky enough our k**s are pretty sound sleepers & if we could book it for about an hour after their bedtime we would be sweet & as I wouldn't be joining in I could keep a lookout . After a couple of months of looking she did decide on a rugged slightly muscly 21 year old with well trimmed facial hair & a shaved head, he looked kinda.