“Don’t be.” Fantasia crinkled her nose affectionately, “Nobody apologizes down here. Now c’mon,” Fantasia took my hand in hers, “Kaitlyn is waiting for you. Don’t worry,” Fantasia winked at me, “I’ll be with you every step of the way. This is going to be fucking awesome. After you finally get all this puritan anti-sex bullshit out of your system, you and I can-” The next thing that happened occurred with such violent swiftness, that I didn’t even register it until it was over. A massive eighteen-wheeler that looked like something out of Mad Max screeched to a Fucking Machines halt in front of us, and the trailer doors were flung open. A thickly-callused hand clasped over my mouth, the forearm pinning me against a muscular torso. Fantasia’s scream was cutoff beside me when the demon’s other hand muted her in a similar matter. I didn’t know what to do. My mind was in a state of shock, the thoughts smashing against the wall of my panic. I just went limp in the arm holding me, some primal instinct telling me to play dead. My eyes caught Fantasia’s, and I watched as she thrashed and kicked against our abductor, writhing desperately to free herself. That was when it hit me. I was being taken. I was being thrown into the back of a semi-truck fuckingmachines by a demonic truck driver who worked for the devil herself. I wrenched this way and that, bit into the hand of my attacker, kicked at his balls with the back of my heels, and tore at his forearm with my nails, but it was too late. I was thrown into the dark confines of the trailer, and the doors squealed on their hinges, then slammed. The tin echo sounded in the darkness, accompanied by the terrified breathing of the succubus beside me. The engine roared, and we moved. DANIEL I’d watched as the devil raped my mother. At least, I thought it Suck Fuck Machines was rape, but then I saw the look in my mom’s eyes, the pathetic love wrought in their depths, and I knew; this was all Mom’s fault. Now she crawled toward me, collared and leashed like the bitch she was. It was raining and fog had set in. I was in the mountains and the roads Suck Fuck Machines had become dangerous. Iona seeks to mold benevolence from divinity; mindless obedience does nothing to help. Cathy’s father was enjoying the show. My cock sprang upward and I half-moaned, half-gasped. She was leaning against the island table, eating a bowl of cereal and wearing only a nightshirt. and kissed me. A couple of hours later. “Well I'm sorry but I've changed my mind.” the girl said trying to sound strong and determined but sounding like what she was, a naked Fucking Machines and scared girl. David Greene, CEO Jaxson, Inc.” “Wow, how many can she take?” Doug asked. I stood then took her hands into mine. Looking out I could see it was starting to get dark. We all pulled out and she sighed in relief. The question and answer session lasted another forty minutes before we were thanked and left the stage. He continues to touch me gently as we order our food. I punched him fuckingmachines in the shoulder.