Like every other male in America, he had known a few women who had been picked. One of the women he had dated a year ago he recognized at a spit roast... party for his college fraternity. It had been a shock, and he was drunk enough at the time to not be too disgusted with eating her. She had a hell of a chest and the rib meat was pretty good. (Once you got past the idea of having been talking to her several days earlier.)Morris McDonald had been an experienced butcher in Pittsburgh, but had moved. But then he remembered he had a priest in the truck, so he swerved back on the road, but he heard a loud “thump” anyway.So the driver turns to the priest and says “Please forgive me,” and the priest said, “You didn’t hit the lawyer, but that’s OK, I got him with the door.”he General went out to find that none of his G.I.s were there. One finally ran up, panting heavily.“Sorry, sir! I can explain, you see I had a date and it ran a little late. I ran to the bus but missed it, I hailed a cab but. Her groans grew and grew with each lick until such time as they blended into one long moan as she shook visibly, a sign I recognised all too obviously as she came. The small of her back lifted clear from the bed as she did so before collapsing back exhausted on the bed.All this activity had had the effect however of stirring his loins again and he was now hard again. He climbed on the bed hovering over Julie as he moved his cock closer and closer to her cunt. He lowered his hips towards her and. The three standing men were closest to me and had their backs turned in my direction, so my first blow with my baton to the head of the nearest man was the first indication they had that I was present. I swung so hard that I felt his skull cave in when my blow landed. He fell against the man next in line and messed up my chance for a similar blow at that one.However, I was able to poke the second man in his left kidney-area. I hit him so hard that I ruptured that kidney and sorely disturbed.