Think you're up to it?" "I am Chthulhu," rumbled the creature, tentacles writhing, "Why do you not flee in terror or fall and worship me, begging to b...e devoured?" "I don't reckon on being anything's midday snack," Rae replied. "By the way, who's this 'we' you referred to, anybody else arrive in that smelly brick pile with you?" "Only terror beyond your feeble imaginings," was the reply, "Terror that will turn your blood to ice and cause your heart to stop in sheer fright." "This I gotta see,". But damn I miss him in bed." "Oh come on Selma, you've only been single for five minutes. Don't try and play the sexually frustrated card with me," I replied, reflecting on the years I'd been single. "Well once you've got it, it's hard to let it go." Selma paused for a while as if she had something she wasn't saying. "Emma, have you ever just wanted sex. Nothing more than that, just sex." "Yeah, I guess," I replied, slightly dimming down the fact I want it practically all the time. "I just feel. Amanda spread her legs wide, placing each thigh upon the arm rest on each side of the chair she resided upon. Small droplets of wetness dripped from the edges of the shorts, and down her thighs. She was so wet, so aroused and so fucking horny that she wanted to cum so badly now.She moved her hands down across her bare stomach, as the warm feeling grew hotter with each caress. Unbuttoning the jeans shorts and sliding gently down the zipper, she parted the opening wide enough to see the pale pink. She's got too much at stake to risk crossing you."She heard Jill telling her husband, "It's just a job, honey, that's all. Think of it that way. Like when you were in the hospital, the nurses and the orderlies that washed you and cleaned you up, emptied your bedpan. This is the same in a way. I'm not making love to these people, just giving them sexual relief. It's only a job, an unpleasant one, granted, but a job."Marge's voice was little more than a whisper. "How long, Bill? How did it.