This was the moment in which he wanted to do it. If the moment was lost, it might never happen, or if it did, it wouldn’t feel as right as at this p...articular time. Paul unscrewed the tube and used a generous amount of the cream to lube me up. I believe he put in three or four times more than required. He didn’t want to hurt me and at the same time was so eager to do what he fantasized about for so long, common sense went out the window for both of us. ‘How does it feel?’ he asked and I. Curious, he approached it and bent to pick it up. It was a black woman’s wallet, and he looked around, but didn’t see anyone anywhere. They were either gone, or still inside, asleep.“Well, I guess I ought to peek inside and see who to take it to,” he murmured to himself. The whole night of being unable to talk had left him surprisingly in need to hear his own voice.He flipped the wallet open, and stopped dead in his tracks. He blinked several times, as if trying to make something go away,. On Asperelle's face was a gentle, lusting pout. Her dark lips slightly parted, flashing a hint of her pink tongue. Her eyes, which normally struck any mortal with an intense gaze, were almost closed. From beneath heavy lashes, she watched Fenrick expectantly. To encourage his approach, she ran a hand down her body. From the great swell of her heavy breasts, with their stiff brown nipples, over the gentle bump of her stomach, to her hips. Her fingers came tantalisingly close to her vulva. They. Suddenly, a gas was released from it, and I felt very sleepy. The last thing I could remember before I fell asleep was the man who aimed a gun at me yelling ‘CONTACT!!!’ Before taking a round through the face. I woke up and most things were the same, except for the fact that there was now two dead soldiers in HAZMAT, and one other dead soldier, who was wearing all black, with no logos or anything. I figured that if I had a gun, any hostile people I may encounter might not fuck with me if I had.