“One more time, staying at level 2,” Dr. Manyard says. “She could have an orgasm at any moment now!” Mr. Jeffries protests. “Don’t be so d...ramatic, I’ll be careful,” the doctor tells him. She snaps the end of the wire into a small metal rod, about two inches long and the width of a pencil, and moves it in between my thighs. She gently slips the rod inside of me. Oh God. I scream wildly as the current shoots into my core. I feel the pressure building up. Am I really going to have an orgasm in. A campaign was begun ... Desk Generals were retired right, left and center. They, the military/industrial complex, bought my paint.I bought the '51 Mercury two door when I was 12 instead of 16: Daddy bought a Mercedes ... such are the rewards of a life of ... well, heck.I mean, off track betting IS illegal in Michigan. However, Mom positively loved playing Bingo at the Catholic Church, she was heart broke when the Sheriff closed down the games.The '51 and I had a wonderful time. In 3 days it. We almost came simultaneously, I was moaning with pleasure as he pumped his cum into me. The watching guys loved it.The groom was shouting out, can’t remember what. I just heard one of the lads say “get a glass let’s make a slut slush cocktail”He kept on fucking me until every last drop had been hammered into my cunt. He stayed inside to let his cock soften and as he withdrew he slapped my arse really hard. With his hand pinning me on the small of my back one of the lads collected the dribbling. I sleepingly looked up, lifting my head only slightly off the pillow. I heard nothing else, so quickly put my head back down. Just as my head hit the bed I heard a whispering.My head shot up from the bed, and I watched as shadows danced around my room and the door suddenly shut. I looked around the darkness of the room, my blankets falling down to the end of the bed. I thought I saw something scampering in the shadows and the sound of my dresser draws. I moved fast and reached for the lamp next.