My place is close. I can pack to leave. My car is there. It has a full tank of gas. If we can, then we need to go to your place and do the same." Okay..., then what?" George, if this is the end, let's go some place pretty and enjoy life until the virus strikes us. We can, by then, have planned to end it quickly or suffer, though from what you said, that won't be long. There's one other thing. Let's stay together. We like each other and get along. If there is enough time, maybe there will be more.. On the next thrust he curled his fingers and pressed hard at the spongy spot that was sure to send her over the edge. Joan felt her body snap taunt before breaking apart in searing pleasure. Marcus watched as Joan rode the waves of her release, her body twisting so violently as to nearly dislodge his hand. Sliding his arm around her hips, he anchored her to bench and slowed the thrusts of his fingers until the last of her climax faded. Joan came back to herself slowly. Her head felt light,. The next night I drove past Ann's apartment but her car wasn't there so I went to the house and it was sill there. This was on like her to stay two nights at the same place. I also noticed that there was three deferent cars parked on the street. Making my way back two the window I could count eleven guys and Ann looked horrible, plus she was tied with her hands behind her back and her feet tied to the bed posts. Ann was on her belly and her ass up and they could fuck her cunt and throat at the. "And that's when the fool said: please spare my son, lord, for he has done nothing! I mean, we didn't even know he had one! I swear, that boy's screams kept a smile on my face for weeks." Gnarl's stories tended to follow very similar formats, and usually involved savage beatings. They tended to wear on you after around the twentieth one. I hadn't had much of a chance to talk since I had been woken, but at this point I was willing to risk making a fool out of myself in order to avoid hearing.