Jenny (In my dreams, I am Jenny, a human female of twenty-eight years, recently married and desperately trying to start a family with the help of her new husband Jason. Jason, as human males go, is quite sexy. He's thirty-three, six-two, and georgeous. He has a desk job, but works out in the gym. In bed, those muscles make him the best lay Jenny's ever had. Jenny loves. His feet were secured to his heavy desk by wiring so he wouldn’t fall. The man had a deep cut running from his sternum to his groin. Tink painstakingly inscribed the crime he was guilty of into the skin of his back. There wasn’t room on the front. A large pool of blood formed on the sidewalk under his body before emergency personnel could arrive to remove him. His intestines were estimated by observers to hang down at least eight feet below his head. The man died screaming in pain before any.Read More
