As she made her way toward the back door, she consoled herself by imagining her husband listening and wondering why she was going outside at midnight....Between a mostly full moon and the security light, she had little trouble navigating to where she’d left her phone and easily located it. She wiped it off on her top, and then turned it on. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to have suffered from the sun or moisture.She saw a missed call and four text messages from her husband, which she ignored. She. We were crotch to crotch; all you could see is our pubic hairs. I think my dick was all the way into her cervix at this point. Then I just screamed with joy as my cock starting pumping my man juice deep inside Erin’s vagina. I lifted my ass off the bed and Erin’s body went up as she was sitting crotch against crotch. My rod was buried deep inside her pussy. I could feel the vaginal muscles gripping my dick. My cock was throbbing as it kept pumping my sperm inside her kitty. I dropped. Katie started up again, "I loved the plotline. It was all worked out so nicely. Good denouement. Good characters."To Hecate, it seemed as if she spat every word. "Thanks," she said, not looking Katie in the face. Her gaze moved down to the floor and remained there. The pause allowed Katie to carry on."You know", she said, "I thought there was something familiar about it as I was reading it, and when I went to start writing, well, there it was: the self-same plot, the same characters,. ” I had read the lyrics and heard portions of it on her discs but hearing her sing it in person – while I was standing right beside her – was entirely different.The message was simple: A person’s life doesn’t end with their death so long as there are still people left alive that love them. If the size of the assemblage was any indication, Mary Kozak’s life would span a lot longer than the brief time her body held up.“The songwriter’s pen tells Mary’s story far better than I can,” the young.