What the hell was this about? porn cartoon It didn’t even happen.”
“Of course it didn’t happen,” Candy replied, “You’re still alive aren’t you?”
There it was. Who could think in my present state? I was also still scared enough to not let my hand release my dick for even one second. You’re going to tell me things.”
I wanted to look at the door. Who could think in my present state? “Relax, Gail,” she said, rising and moving off to lie down on the bed. Please don’t let her be thinking about how she could use the sheets to cover up my body and all my blood after she stabbed me to death. She smiled. Like her stiletto. “I’m going to put my cock away,” Candy said with great clarity and deliberation. God, I felt stupid. What the hell was going on? I had been staring. I imagined it was Clint. “You’ve got your cock,” Candy said, with a glance down between us. Like her stiletto. “Relax, Gail,” she said, rising and moving off to lie down on the bed.
