To the point that Dad found it more than fascinating that the mass in his brain got the attention and the ‘Mass’ within his heart and the heart of... those he love delivered the needed effect. Thursday afternoon Dad was slated to have surgery. A very dear family friend was doing the surgery, and yet another was the Anesthesiologist. Dad was extremely coherent before surgery. Many, Christian friends from all over filled into the waiting room. Prayer circles had formed in Springfield, Monett,. ..' Joe thought, 'Just like in Fictionmania...'He wanted to get home as quickly as he could because he was desperate to try out his new purchase but also partly through sheer embarrassment about what would happen if someone caught him.Joe lived about 10 minutes walk away from the shopping centre but jumped on a bus for quickness. When he got home, he was excited to find that his family weren't home, "Great. No delays then..." Joe thought as he smiled to himself.He took of his jacket and went. “How do you like it, wimp-boy?” she scoffs, before striking him hard again.His eyes struggle to see her through the tsunami of tears.She lashes out and strikes him again. Then twice more, as hard as she can.He whimpers, like the wimp that she calls him.Her hand alights on the crotch of his trousers and squeezes his rock-hard erection through the fabric.“I’m going to rape you now, you know that, don’t you, Clive?”He nods his head to acknowledge defeat.“Rape you good, like I do every time you get. After five minutes of pounding, it was starting to hurt, so I told him to have an orgasm. If it didn’t work, I’d just tell him to stop fucking me so hard, but it did work. And he screamed like a banshee. His pumping slowed down, but became even more forceful, and I could feel his hot spunk filling my cunt. It actually felt soothing to my sore A-spot. Robert looked as blank as I imagine a man can when he’s panting hard and gasping for breath. I remember thinking it was too bad he probably.