I don't know what to say. I cant lie to you anymore. I love him and I want to be with him." She admitted.In shock, I shifted in my bed, trying to sit ...up, "You cant, You cant do this to me! I love you too! How could you...." I'm sorry. But, he pleases me. He makes me feel good." She admitted."Don't I?" You can support me financially, but you can't please me; emotionally or sexually. I'm so sorry; I didn't want to tell you like this." She confessed.I didn't want to loose her, I then told her that. Over twenty of them moved inexorably towards her. Their tentacles waved clawed hands raised, teeth chattering menacingly."Oh shit!" She squealed as they flooded over her, the tide of shells sweeping her along like a fast flowing river into the large barn that Sheriff Candy had looked in earlier.Miss Crome was beginning to come round. "Had it been a dream?" She thought as she tried to move. She saw black, her body rigid. She went to scream realizing her face was covered, but she couldn't open. "Gonna be up in here real soon, whiteboy. Real soon." I heard thedoor shut as I made my way into the living room. When I reached the couch,I turned to look at him. He had followed along behind me and stood only afew feet away. As I watched, he flexed the muscles in his arms and chest,showing off his body. "Like what you see, boy? Ready for some action?" Icould only nod my head. "Then strip naked, faggot," he said as he sprawled onthe couch. He watched me as I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my. I could still smell our sexual essence in the air. I looked over at my bed and it seemed so empty. Then it occurred to me that it was made. I didn’t remember making it before we went down for breakfast. I wanted to keep the sheets the way they were, but also knew I hoped that she would be coming back soon, maybe even tonight. I decided to change the sheets so I pulled the quilt back and when I did I saw them. A delicate little pair of panties placed strategically on my pillow. I laughed out.