He turned off the main highway, onto a smaller road. ‘I was going to take you out to dinner, but I decided it would be nicer to eat at home instead ...of going out. Dinner’s all ready so we can eat as soon as we get to my place.’ ‘Larry do…do your parents know about us?’ she asked, finally broaching one of the questions that had been bothering her. Larry looked over at her, smiled, and nodded. ‘I have told them about you,’ he said. ‘Mom and Dad both say they can’t wait to meet you.’ ‘Do…do they. I won't have you making them whimper, begging for freedom. No, I will not let you enslave them. They will never have to lick the slime off your dicks. You will not put them in your oven sized cunts. I won't let you slobber over their fresh faces and I won't let you entrap them in your hideous bodies.Those whore hunters would smile and say something dumb like, what we have here is a failure to communicate. They would be all condescending and smug. Say shit like, you are not comprehending, hon.. The idea of doing this was such a turn-on that my cock immediately started spurting up over my stomach and chest. I cleaned it up with a towel and fell into a deep sleep.I got up at about ten the next morning, had some toast and coffee and headed out the front door to get the newspaper. Debbie wouldn't be home until sometime in the afternoon so I had some free time. As I walked down the sidewalk, I looked next door and saw Randy out washing his car. He had a '56 T-Bird that he kept in. Our eyes locked briefly and he quickly looked away in disgust, motioning to a chair in front of his desk. My two guards led me to the chair and sat me down. I set my hands in my lap, there was little else I could do with handcuffs on, and looked down at the tips of my pumps. This was the man I'd come here to kill? My heart broke at the very thought. How could I have? How dare I agree to try and play god like that? I wasn't sorry I'd gotten caught, I was sorry I'd ever even thought of trying. I.