He screamed as best he could, the screams were weak and the sound of people laughing and conversing covered his screams. The only response to his scre...ams were people saying was how beautiful a voice he had, how musical his screams were. He felt someone taking his other ball and looked up to see Alicia's gray haired mother start to eat his other one. Her lips resting on his flesh briefly, her tongue licking, then her teeth as she bit and chewed, every bit as sharp as he had imagined them to be. “Oh yeah,” I said. “Necessary is the term I would use.”****After my resurrection from the depths of angst and despair, I had an overwhelming desire to share my good feelings. I called my buds. We’d be meeting at the Crossroads again, where else.I was sipping on two fingers of Gentleman Jack waiting for my buds o arrive. I’d gotten to like that particular splash of amber the best.I was near the bottom of my first round when I saw them enter. They saw me; they joined me.“Well, you sounded happy,”. .. martial ... about this trio. There was none of the expertise in handling rabbits that she would have expected of experienced judges. Additionally, they weren't wearing aprons over the suits they wore rather uncomfortably — rabbits when handled by strangers, even if those strangers were experienced at handling the nervous creatures, tended to kick and a heavy cotton apron would protect your clothes from the damage from sharp nails. For another, they were unfamiliar with the nomenclature. His member, already starting to wilt, felt the girl’s grip finally, and thankfully, lessen. With all of Alberto’s senses concentrated, he momentarily forgot his predicament. The cane had fallen onto the legs of the woman opposite and the man had shifted his position. The girl used her glove and ran it over her arm collecting Alberto’s spent juices. The smell of sex hung in the air. Alberto’s eyes darted towards the window where he saw that the train was beginning to slow down. Calculating that.