I opened the door and Gary, the deputy, asked if Dale Johnson was here. I said not that I knew of. I told Gary to come in, and the girls both came out... to the living room as Gary stepped in. Gary told me they were looking for Dale as his truck had been found near bye. Gary and I had history and he saw me as a friend. I told him that Dale was persona non grata, that is not welcome at camp. Deputy Gary asked why that was and I told him that Dale was too far gone a bad spirit. Gary gave me his card. I get out of bed and slip on my bunny slippers and put on my robe and walk to the bathroom to brush my hair and pull it back… little did I know that today would not be so regular after all. I start the coffee pot and head back to the bed room to get dressed when I enter my bedroom; I see him the man of my dreams tall handsome amazing eyes… of course he is on a poster; being that I live in a beat down apartment with two roomies. I find my favorite jean mini-skirt and my black tank top with. Fuck. Me?"The brazen challenge tripped a switch in Cliff. He grabbed her face and turned it up. Looking down into her eyes, he answered in a low growl."You want to be fucked? You want me to force your ass open? You want to feel claimed?" She did not say a word, but the challenge was in her eyes. He let go of her face and thrust his right hand between her legs. With only bathwater for lubrication, he pushed his middle finger into her opening and she gasped. "That's what you want? My finger in. Her brother turned into the kitchen. It was now or never. She got up sprinted down the stairs and into the “safety” of her room. Annomboy: Good your’e back, now put the cucumber on your nightstand, lie on the bed, and start touching yourself. He was blunt, but this was the moment he had pictured for years and he couldn’t wait any longer. She couldn’t believe what he was asking of her. She had never even touched herself when she was alone, now he was asking her to do it with an audience..