Death

Using Sara part 2. After sleeping the best I had slept in years, I woke up more excited that I was last night. I cannot stop thinking about last night. I cannot even believe that my wife went along with it. Not only did she go along with it, she seems to be enjoying it. I looked over and found my wife still sleeping. I snuck down into the basement to check on my newest toy. I found her still strapped down to the table where I left her, and awake. She began to plea to be let go. Poor Sara...

--- Sir. I wanted to talk with you about the film I sent you. --- It was nice to send the film also, but we saw everything live. --- You were watching? --- Yeah. As soon as I saw what was happening I said for Sam to come, but he still missed a big part of it. --- I hope he didn't miss too much. --- He sure managed to see you licking the hell out of the girl. Amy smiled. But at the same time it made her remember what she wanted to say. --- Sir, can I speak freely?...

Please stick along for this story for it will take some to spin this tale of how things came to be. ******************************************************************************************************************* I gazed upon her chest heaving in the flickering dim light of the motel. All I got from her was her name was Mary and she was a run away from out of Mississippi. She had made it a very good distance before she came upon my car and asked for a ride. Little did she know that would be the very last time she hitch-hiked. As she began to stir from her slumber I tried not to think...