I stabbed him in the shoulder deep but it wasn't a heart or neck wound which would have been serious. He caught a break since he hadn't actually tried... to attack me. He saw his blood pumping out of his shoulder. He must have decided he wanted no more of the crazy bitch with the pencil covered in his blood.I turned my attention to the first one who was on one knee and trying to stand. First I kicked him so that he rolled onto his back. Then I stabbed him in the gut. I only stabbed him once. I. Do you understand?" I understand, and it might be good to get all my feelings out of myhead and on paper." Exactly why I want you to do this. I think when you read what youwrote down you will have a new understanding and new realization of yourinner feelings and thoughts."I sat up in bed and started writing everything that had happened and howI felt, I found it very therapeutic as I was able to express all of myfeelings out of my head. It gave me a relief and a better acceptance ofthe things. . we spiked him. His dick stayed hard most of that time, too.'Walking up to Beth's impaled body, Béla stroked a finger along the length of her sister's pussy. Beth's body shuddered at her gentle touch and Béla felt her sister's orgasm radiate through her.'Oh, God! That feels good ... Do it again!'Béla stroked her again, then shoved two fingers up inside her. "Wow! I can feel the pole inside you with my fingers!"Beth didn't answer, but her pussy clenched down on Béla's fingers."Okay," Béla said,. Myra was pinned down by her neck and her face was pushed down into the soft short green grass. It smelled nice. It was dry. Myra heard belt buckles being undone and pants or shorts dropping to the ground. She knew she was about to get what the other girl had received while she had watched from the bushes. It was now her turn. She was flipped over effortlessly and she squinted because of the sun when she looked up. She could see at least 4 males that towered over her. They were just silhouettes..