It worked. Her eyes narrowed as she twisted her head to glare at me. Her pupils were like the points of twin arrows aimed at my soul. I resisted a shi...ver. ‘Just keep your mouth shut, and your ears open,’ she commanded. Then she pushed into the shop. I followed, admiring the old-fashioned tinkling of a bell hung over the door. It reminded me of pharmacies in movies from the 50s, and I felt a little like the Beaver. Not that I’d ever seen an episode, way before my time, and Nick-at-Nite was. A foul stench filled the air and pipes hissed as vapour leaked from the ruptured connectors. None the less, she moved on with determination. As she approached the next station, she began to notice small lights in the distance. She picked up her pace, approaching the lights as quick as she could. Her walk turned to a jog and in a matter of seconds she had reached the dim eyes of a malevolent creature. She brought her rifle to her shoulder and as she pulled the trigger, the creature ripped the. There was a small Mom and Pop place just outside of Vicksburg were I had some gumbo and an order of crawdads. Both were great but the crawdads were a lot of work. It reminded me of eating shrimp when you had to peel the shell off. Messy and time consuming.The owners of the café were kind enough to let me set up in back for the night. The next morning, I respectfully ate breakfast at the same café before heading on my way. The breakfast was good, but then again, it was hard to mess up bacon and. And it was so smooth!I am sure no one noticed me on the way back to my seat but it felt likethe whole world was staring at my crotch. It was hard to walk. My usuallong, confident strides were replaced by slow, tentative, and weird steps.I hope no one thought that I had recently got my ass fucked. It was alsohard to sit. My clitty's (considering my state of mind, it shouldn't behonored by the name dick) head pressed on the seat. It was reallyuncomfortable. Until I figured out that crossing my.