I only pray I will survive till then.February 19, 1894Its serrated claws, still blood-stained with my blood from the night before, the hellish demon t...hat has become my own private torturer returned once again to inflict pain upon and scream at me with its demonic voice.In this visitation, the spawn of Satan pinned me helpless as it raked my arms with until I cried in agony as my own blood flowed forth upon the floor.Content not with my loosing conciseness, the beast from perdition pulled me. She was surprised to see me and, even though I was there to see her, I was surprised to see hermostly I was surprised to see her leaving. We both said oh, hey at the same time. I just dropped by to ask you if there is anything you dont or cant eat. I am making reservations for Saturday and I dont want to mess it up by taking somewhere you cant eat. With a teasing tone she said, I thought I told you I was washing my hair Saturday&hellip, Trueyou did say that. But I thought if you finished early. ”She squawked back and fluttered her wings. Chuckling, he nudged Junior awake. “Up and at ‘em, Champ. Momma says it’s time to face a new day.”“Cheep. Cheep. Cheep,” the tiny chicken responded as it staggered to its feet, bent its tiny neck back as it stretched, fluttered its wings and headed for the manure pile to do its business.The two peed in the piss/brain bucket before Morales started a fire, rinsed and primed the percolator and put it on the center rock to heat. While waiting on the fire. He threw his own clothing from his body, his rampant errection showing her his eagerness to mate, they were soon on the bed and deeply embedded, lips welded together. she rolling on top to take control, after just a moment, he eager and chewing on those lovely rubbery nipples he loved so much. “Easy tiger they don’t need biting off, did Charlies eyeing me up turn you on or something?” he fell back looking deep into her eyes, “yes…yes Anne, it surely did, it was a compliment that said I was.