She had wanted to capture and question Michael about his involvement in Lucy's death but I was unwilling to use the necklace to question someone as ob...viously experienced as Michael. Instead I went to the arroyo and found Michael's Time Machine. I read the settings on the dials and cross-referenced them with the Sheriff's travel diary to calculate Michael's point of origin. Sue pointed out that the coordinates allow for three possible origins, not to mention all of the places that Michael could. I got my leather belt and whipped her ferociously; across her quivering buttocks, over her arsehole, now running with vodka and her juices, and over her back and shoulders.God forgive me, I really hurt her. She screamed in pain, and blood flowed from the belt stripes I gave her. I stopped, made her go on all fours, and then buggered her, mercilessly and cruelly. Her screams got louder, and I pulled back on her hair until her throat became so taut hardly a sound came from her, just whimpering,. I happily allow it and roll my tongue on hers, our tongues raging war for control, Neither losing nor winning. I feel incomplete as she breaks the kiss, I look into her beautiful eyes. Her expression is one of passion, And intense lust. She reaches her soft paw to my pants, Fumbling with my zipper. I help her, Smiling at her confused expression. I expect her to use her paws, but instead, She reaches her tail around her and wraps it around my rock hard cock. The fur of her tail is softer than. It's notgoing to be all about sex. It's about time I start living a real life.I unhooked my bra and slipped a ice-blue silk shift over my body. I couldhave worn cheer shorts and a top, or a big t-shirt, but I wanted to wearsomething distinctly feminine. Perhaps, my reason was that I wanted toremind myself of my new identity. Or maybe I just wanted to feel sexy.I pulled back the covers and laid down in my bad. Even lying down tosleep was different now. Sprawling would be indecent. Instead, I.