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{ASS} HUNGRY FOR KATHY {Kathy Mizen, Hungry Guy} (M/F Mdom Fsub rom 
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By Kathy Mizen and Hungry Guy

PROLOGUE:  The beginning of this story was written by Kathy, who read 
Hungry Guy's CUM SPONGE story and, after devouring most of his stories 
and some online flirting between them, promptly fell in love with him.  
She wrote and sent the first part of this story to him, and then 
offered herself to him to be his cum sponge and his fuck mouth for 
real, if only they would finish the story together. 

    _PART 1 -- BY KATHY MIZEN_

    Kathy loved to suck cock.  Her husband was a lucky man, but he took 
her for granted.  He always got sucked off before sex.  Kathy could 
probably count on one hand the times she did not suck his dick before 
sex.  She was happier to get her face fucked than her pussy fucked.  
She loved her husband passionately, and had since she met him over nine 
years ago.  He was a Marine, only 20 years old.  She was a nurse, was 
24 and already divorced with two daughters.  Kathy and her husband fell 
in love, and married less than a month later, when he found out he was 
going overseas.  The first few months were very lonely for Kathy, but 
his letters and infrequent phone calls kept her going.  Then the 
letters stopped.  He'd call her drunk, telling her how a French girl 
was flirting with him, or about a female he befriended on the Navy 
ship.  He'd tell her the letters must be stuck in the mail system 
somewhere, but she knew better.  One night while hanging out with 
friends, Kathy got drunk on tequila, and cheated on him.  That turned 
into a relationship.  She broke the relationship off after almost two 
months -- a month before her husband was due home.  She felt so guilty, 
but could never tell him what she had done!  The night before he 
arrived home, the Marine who Kathy was seeing before she met her 
husband knocked on her door.  He was pushy, and wouldn't take _NO_ for 
an answer, and had sex with Kathy.  Now she had two secrets!  She felt 
unworthy of her husband ever since, no matter what infidelities she 
suspected he was - or had been - up to.  

    There were many.  Part of her just wanted him to get it over and 
cheat on her with some concrete proof, so she could stop feeling so 
guilty.  

    He would have phone sex with strangers, spending both their hard- 
earned money.  Kathy would find out only after seeing the huge phone 
bills.  She tested him one night, asking him if he was attracted to her 
sister.  He took the bait.  After their lovely daughter was born, Kathy 
got up the nerve to tell him about the affair, but never the night 
before his return.  He didn't take it well.  He even questioned if 
their daughter was his!  They made it through, though.  Then, she found 
out that he was in touch with his high school sweetheart, and had been 
writing and calling her while he had been overseas.  She made him tell 
his ex that he was not willing to risk his family for her.  As far as 
she knew that was over.  But what did she know, except what he would 
admit to or what she discovered on her own?  Nothing.  A few months 
later, he admitted to going on a double date with someone in his 
college class.  There were a couple of times he smelled like sex when 
she knew it wasn't her sex she smelled on his cock.  She decided on a 
way to handle this.  She'd join him.  She had phone sex with him once 
-- with one of those sluts you reach when you dial 1-900-FUCKTOY or 
something like that.  That wasn't so bad.  This would make their 
relationship stronger, right?  Years later, and one beautiful, disabled 
son later, they were a little bored in bed.  There were many times that 
he would go soft during sex with her.

    But, if they'd talk about a fantasy such as him having sex with 
some blonde bimbo, or being blown by the same, he'd spring back to life 
and cum hard.  Yeah, that made her feel good.  Nonetheless, she decided 
swinging might be the answer for them.  Of course her husband thought 
this was a great idea.  His wife would let him fuck someone else if she 
could watch.  She had no interest in having sex with another guy.  She 
was very much still in love with her husband.  She hardly ever even 
gave another guy the time of day since he'd come home from overseas.  
They looked at porn together.  I forgot to mention the porn she'd 
always discover he'd been looking at.  She decided to check it out with 
him.  She wanted to see chicks getting their faces brutally fucked, 
because she wanted him to do that to her.  She actually got him to piss 
on her in the shower once when he came home drunk one night.  She found 
that really turned her on.  She even got some of his piss in her mouth!  
It tasted better than cum -- she knew that much!  But that turned out 
to be a one-time deal.  He would never do that to her, even if she 
begged.  She was getting bored with the same little porn movies where 
the guy would stop fucking the chicks' faces and cum on them.  Boring.  
She wanted to see breath play!  She'd get him to fuck her face, fuck 
her throat, and choke her while fucking her.  But she wanted to be 
dominated, and her husband was not going to do it.  It just wasn't in 
him.  He loved her in his own way, and didn't get turned on doing that 
to her.  She tried to accept that.  She did accept it for quite some 
time.

    But, she went searching for some more of that rough throat sex on 
their laptop.  What she found was a fucking hot story written by Hungry 
Guy, _CUM SPONGE,_ when she Googled something like 'fuck my throat'.  
She'd never been so turned on in her life!  She read more of this guy's 
work, and before she knew it, she was answering his ad for a real cum 
sponge!  They were gonna swing, right?

    Initially, she just wanted him to use her as his cock sponge while 
her husband had his own fun with another woman.  Sort of swinging, 
right?  He wasn't too keen on this, but said they could do it.  This 
Hungry Guy didn't want anyone else in the mix.  How was she going to 
make this happen?  She _HAD_ to be used by this guy!  Her husband 
didn't like the communications between her and this Hungry Guy dude.  
She didn't care.  She had to be this guy's slave for at least a 
weekend!

    Somehow, over many emails and telephone calls, Kathy developed 
feelings for this guy.  "How could this be happening?" She only knew 
him through his many stories, and some cyberspace communications and 
cell phone calls.  But he was everything she'd ever wanted in a lover!  
This guy wanted to use her as a toilet slave, pissing and shitting in 
her mouth while she's shackled into a toilet slave machine, and unable 
to resist!  He wanted to wear her mouth glued to his cock all day, and 
sleep on her with his cock shoved down her throat!  He wanted to sit on 
her face while watching TV!  Kathy thought that was so hot!  At this 
point, the only thing holding her back from driving all the way to his 
home in New York was her beautiful children.  She'd been a little 
sloppy, and her husband found out about much of her desires, resulting 
in some awful fights.  She still loved her husband, but could not 
suppress her feelings for this guy.  She loved him.  He even spoke of 
building bunk beds for her children if she were to come to him with her 
children!

    Hungry Guy could wait no longer for Kathy to leave her husband.  He 
showed up at her doorstep after watching her husband pull out of the 
driveway.  She hardly recognized him from the photo he emailed her.  
He'd done what she asked, and got a short haircut!  And he had on those 
glasses that turn into sunglasses outside!  She could just eat him 
right there!  All four of her children were in school, and she told him 
that her husband would only be gone about a half-hour.  She said 
something along the lines of no, she couldn't just leave...he found 
himself tying her up and throwing her into the back seat of his big, 
white Chevy.  On the ride back, she relaxed, realizing that she didn't 
leave her family -- she was taken by force -- therefore she didn't have 
to feel guilty!  Guy sensed that she'd had a sudden change in mood, and 
pulled over at a rest stop, untied her, and let her go do her business, 
as he went and did his for what he knew would be the last time for a 
long time that he'd have to use an actual toilet.  They returned to his 
car after eating a snack and drinking some pop.  Guy instructed Kathy 
to lay down on the front seat on her back with her head in the driver's 
seat, then he sat on her face, adjusted the steering wheel, lowered the 
seat and began to pull out of the rest stop and back onto the highway.  
His weight on her face was difficult to get used to, but she was so 
wet!  He was wearing jeans, and she could squeeze in a breath here and 
there.  She was enjoying this as much as Guy!  She felt a gentle burst 
of air on her face, and that's all it took!  She came hard!  He felt 
and saw her quake beneath him.  He lifted his ass about an inch for 
about two seconds to give her a breath after she stopped quaking, then 
settled much of his 240# back onto Kathy's face.  He only gave her a 
clear breath every minute or so.  She reached for his cock through his 
jeans, so he helped her out.  He lifted his ass for longer this time, 
pulling his jeans and boxers down, and sitting his bare ass on her 
face!  He felt her tongue slip into his shit-hole, and lick all around 
the sphincter.  He really needed to take a dump!  He passed more gas 
into her mouth!  Then he lifted up long enough for her to take one-and-
a-half breaths, and purposely settled his ass back onto her mouth as 
she was inhaling some fresh air.  

    Oh, he _WAS_ a naughty boy!  She felt his asshole pucker and 
figured he was going to fart in her mouth again, but a lump of shit hit 
her tongue!  OMG!  Was she really going to have to eat his shit?!  He 
wasn't lifting his ass so she could catch a breath.  She slowly moved 
her tongue and let the small turd pass into her mouth.  Thankful he was 
obviously a little constipated, she hurried and swallowed it, and he 
lifted his ass and told her to lick his asshole clean, which she did 
while trying to catch her breath.  She was more horny than she'd ever 
been in her entire life!  She just ate shit!  And didn't puke!  She 
continued to rim Guy, and her hands found his rock-hard cock, stroking 
it spastically, as if to indicate that she needed to breathe, maybe?  
He farted into her mouth, then lifted his ass off her face for about 10 
seconds this time. Every time he lifted his ass, the car would 
accelerate, slowing as he sat back down on her face.  This continued 
for hours, until...

    _You take it from here, genius!  I want to see what you're really 
made of!  Plus I'd like to go pleasure myself while thinking about what 
it will really be like..._  :)

    _Okay.  I'll finish it for you, Kath...  But I *WILL* expect you to 
meet me for real, and be my cum sponge for real, when I finish it!_  

    _OKAY!!!!!!!_

    _PART 2 -- BY HUNGRY GUY_

    It was nearly 11:00 PM by the time they arrived at Guy's home in 
Guilderland on the outskirts of Albany.  

    Guy was exhausted from the 8-hour drive on I-90 from Cleveland.  He 
had been looking forward to this night for years, hardly expecting that 
some woman would actually volunteer to be his fuckmouth for real.  He 
knew that he would have no trouble falling asleep despite the crazy 
intense stimulation that he would soon experience.

    Hand-in-hand, Guy and Kathy entered Guy's tiny townhouse situated 
in a heavily wooded condominium complex.  

    Guy's king-size bed dominated his small bedroom upstairs 
overlooking the parking lot out in front of the row of townhouses.  
Kathy went and used the toilet while Guy pulled a huge wheeled toolbox 
from a closet.  But the toolbox contained not a single tool of the type 
one would buy from _Home Depot._ It contained a plethora of lockable 
leather items, odd shaped metal implements, medical instruments, and 
other items that defy description.  

    "Get naked, Kathy," said Guy when Kathy exited the bathroom into 
his bedroom.

    At that command, Kathy removed all her clothes while Guy rooted 
through the toolbox for a few select items.  His cock was already at 
its maximum attention in anticipation of the moment to come.  Guy 
pulled he blankets down, fully exposing the fitted sheet that hugged 
his mattress.  

    "Lay on the bed," he told Kathy, "With your butt against the 
headboard." 

    Kathy climbed into bed, sliding her butt against the headboard with 
her head near the foot of the bed.  Her legs were scrunched up and her 
arms hung limply at her sides.

    Guy attached a leather shackle to each of her wrists and ankles, 
and placed a tiny luggage padlock on the buckle of each.  Then he 
attached a leather strap to each of the shackles.  He strung each of 
her ankles up to the decorative brass knobs at the sides of the 
headboard such that her legs formed a "V" against the headboard.  Then 
he pulled her arms taught over her head to the to where the footboard 
attached to the steel bed frame.  Lastly, he placed a small waterproof 
cloth pad under her head in case of any "leaks."  

    "How are you doing, Kathy?" he asked.

    She gasped and said, "I can't wait!"

    "Me neither!" he said with a grin.

    Guy removed a posture collar from his toolbox next.  The posture 
collar was a 2" wide leather collar form-fitted to a person's 
shoulder's and chin, somewhat like an emergency medical neck brace so 
that the wearer is totally unable to roll her head from side-to-side.  

    Then he removed a 2" metal ring with a leather belt and buckle 
attached to it.  

    "Are you ready?" he said.  "Once I put this ring in your mouth, you 
won't be able to talk until I take it out again in the morning."

    "Okay," she said.

    He placed the ring inside her mouth and then buckled the strap 
behind her head so that she couldn't spit the ring out.  

    "Aaaagh!  Aaaaagh!" Kathy began gasping.

    Guy made the bed, pulling the blankets up over her head and body, 
leaving only her crotch and legs uncovered at the head-end of the bed.  
Then he dropped his pillow into the point of the "V" at her crotch.  

    At that, grungy after a long day of driving, he went into the 
bathroom and took a long hot shower.  As he usually does in the shower, 
he brushed his teeth, shampooed his hair, and shaved, all under the 
soothing showerhead.  Then, exhausted as he was, he was also hungry, so 
he went downstairs and put some bacon in the microwave.  He might feed 
it to Kathy after his body had finished digesting it.  He also had a 
beer to help him sleep, not that he'd need help what with being so 
exhausted, but it wouldn't hurt either.  

    A little later, with his belly full and feeling a slight beer buzz, 
he returned upstairs.  Pulling the bedding back, he climbed into bed.  
He slid his legs between her outstretched arms, straddling her head and 
rested his belly on her chest.  His cock was rock-hard, and had no 
trouble sliding it into her mouth held open by the metal ring.  

    Pulling the blankets up over his back, he reached out and turned 
off the light and rested his chest onto her belly.  He squirmed a 
little.  He spread his legs, and his cock slid a little deeper into her 
mouth.  Otherwise, it felt like he had a bowling ball between his 
thighs in bed.  

    She began bucking and pulling furiously against her restraints as 
his rock-hard cock forced itself past her throat into her esophagus.  
But he hardly noticed; he was out cold the moment his head hit the soft 
pillow nestled in her crotch.

    Guy woke during the night.  Was it all a dream?  In his drowsiness, 
he sensed something odd.  He was sleeping on top of a lumpy pillow.  
The smell of sex wafted up just below his nose.  His cock was soft, but 
it was immersed in something warm and wet.  Something hard was lodged 
between his thighs, as his legs draped down and stretched out under the 
blankets.  

    As his senses slowly returned, he felt himself rise and lower as 
she breathed beneath his weight.  He felt their two heartbeats make an 
odd rhythm through their tightly pressed-together bodies.

    He felt a slight recurring breeze against his balls as they lay 
draped over her nose. He sensed fullness in his bladder.

    Still feeling the buzz from the beer, he relaxed his bladder.  He 
felt the warmth of his pee flow slowly through his cock.  With that 
recognizable tingle, he felt his pee shoot out of the tip of his cock. 
At that, she bucked suddenly.  He took a breath and bore down, forcing 
his pee to flow at a greater rate, just as if he was taking a normal 
piss. 

    The luxury of being able to let his pee flow freely without getting 
out of bed, or even moving a single iota, was a feeling of wonder. He 
briefly wondered what was going through the girl's mind as she lay 
beneath him while he pissed into her mouth. Was she now regretting her 
decision to be his fuckmouth and urinal? Or was she getting off on it? 
He had no intention to ask just yet. 

    As his bladder emptied, he grunted and pushed a last few squirts 
out. He felt some warmth dribble down between her cheeks and his inner 
thighs. Perhaps she spilled some out? No bother, for the small pad 
under her head would absorb some slight dribbling, and the waterproof 
mattress pad on his mattress would prevent any damage to his mattress 
from any "major accidents."

    Having not had to let his sleepiness depart by having to walk to 
the toilet and back to bed, he lowered his head back upon the pillow. 
He felt that breeze against his nutsack, and was reassured he hadn't 
just drowned Kathy. Feeling a slight pressure in his bowels, he let out 
a quick fart and then drifted back to sleep once again.

    Sometime later in the night, he opened his eyes to a foggy 
landscape.  Off in the distance, he saw his Kathy reaching out to him 
while being pulled backward toward an imposing looking prison type 
building by her husband dressed in full Marine regalia.  Guy ran toward 
her, but his arms and legs felt like there were mired in molasses.  His 
beautiful Kathy was crying out to him to rescue her before she was 
trapped behind the prison walls forever.  Her pretty ponytail flailed 
wildly as she struggled to escape her husband's grasp.  Guy struggled 
to reach her, but everything happened in slow motion.  His legs just 
wouldn't move fast enough.  He leapt into the air and flew toward her.  
He landed between Kathy and the prison and easily grabbed her away from 
her husband's steel grip that she couldn't free herself from.  Holding 
her tightly, he leapt into the sky once again and flew higher and 
higher until he reached his home--a crystal castle floating on a cloud 
high above the countryside.  They were so high that there was nothing 
but fog in all directions.  They flew into the castle ramparts and 
landed in his private bedchamber where he lay her on a bed the size of 
most people's bedrooms.  

    "I love you!" he said.

    "I love you too!" she answered.

    In a moment, he ripped her clothes off and mounted her.  He slid 
his erect member between her legs and entered her while lying atop her.  
Kissing her tenderly, he thrust his hips in and out, feeling the 
friction of her most private flesh against his engorged member.    

    At that, he exploded inside her, filling her with his hot seed.  He 
pumped over and over again, feeling his cock throb deep inside her.

    Fog soon enveloped them as the bed began to quake.  Kathy was 
turning to fog in his arms when a new consciousness overcame him.  He 
was lying upon Kathy's naked and shackled body in his real bed, with 
his cock in her mouth.  His hard cock was still ejaculating the last 
spurt of his wet dream into her throat, and her body was bucking under 
his weight.  

    Not knowing how long he had been hard in her mouth, he lifted his 
hips up to let her take a few breaths.  She took several deep breaths 
and let each one out slowly before he lowered his hips and inserted 
his, now flaccid but cum covered, cock back into her mouth.    

    The odor of sex just under his nose was overpowering.  He shoved 
the pillow aside and lowered his head to her crotch.  A gentle lick 
gave him a tongueful of feminine juices.  He parted her rubbery pussy 
lips with his tongue and licked down from her clit the whole length of 
her slit.  Swallowing the mouthful of pussy juice, he licked again, and 
again.  Then, he put his mouth to her swollen clit and sucked it into 
his mouth with all the might of his suction of breath.  He swirled the 
tiny nub with his tongue, swallowing yet another mouthful of feminine 
juice.  Then he began using his suction to slide the tiny nub in and 
out, in and out.  He could feel the tension of her body build 
underneath him as he maintained the rhythm of his breaths.  Drinking 
ever more pussy juice, her body began bucking severely under him in 
rhythm to his oral manipulations.  What a rush!  To have total control 
of a woman's orgasm like this!  Her every quake was in direct response 
to the movements of his lips and tongue.  He played her relentlessly, 
riding her like a bucking bronco, until he was certain that had taken 
her well past the point where most woman would have cried out that they 
could take no more stimulation and would have begged him to stop.  

    After lapping up the last of her pussy juice, he replaced the 
pillow over her crotch and rested his head back down.  

    "I love you, Kathy," he murmured before dozing off to sleep yet 
again.

    Guy woke to the daylight filtering in through his curtains.  What a 
joyous feeling that Kathy was still lying there underneath him--that it 
wasn't all just a dream.  He leaned up to see that his clock showed 
11:17 AM.  It wasn't unusual for him to sleep past 10:00, or even 11:00 
on some days.  Today was already one of those days.  She squirmed a 
little as he relaxed his bladder and flooded her mouth with his hot 
piss for the second time.  After he emptied his bladder, he felt the 
reassuring breeze against his balls that she had resumed breathing 
again.  What a joy to just be able to lie in bed and pee, even if she 
dribbles a little.   

    At that thought, he felt himself grow hard rapidly.  He was feeling 
horny--lying on top of a naked woman with one's cock dangling into her 
open mouth will do that to a fellow.  He squeezed his crotch muscles a 
few times, and felt his cock puff up inside her mouth each time.

    So he immediately began thrusting his hips up and down.  His cock 
grew to its hardest instantly, forcing itself past her throat and into 
her esophagus.  This was no wet dream--he was mouth-fucking her, and 
hard!  He slammed his hips down onto her face over and over again, 
feeling his orgasm build as his cock rubbed against the lining of her 
throat and esophagus.  After over a minute of exertion, he felt on the 
brink of orgasm.  A few seconds later, it came.  That satisfying 
feeling of his loins pumping cum down his shaft and out into her 
throat, as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded his body with each spurt 
of jism.  As two minutes approached, and Kathy's body was bucking 
furiously--and futilely--beneath him, his orgasm finally subsided.  He 
lifted his hips up, pulling his cock from his lover's mouth so as not 
to truly injure her.  Yet, he squirted a few last spurts of spunk into 
her mouth as he held his hips up while she caught her breath.

    Fully satisfied at that, he rolled off her and kicked the blankets 
down.  They smiled knowingly at each other at the incredibly intense 
erotic experience they had just shared over night.  

    He removed the gag from her mouth and asked the obvious, "How was 
it?"

    She gasped for a moment before answering.  "That was so fucking 
hot!"  

    "Really?  You really liked it?"

    "Shit, Guy!" she said.  "I loved it!  You got hard a couple of 
times during the night, and stayed hard for a minute or two, and I 
really thought I was about to die of suffocation.  I was terrified and 
thrilled at the same time!  Wow!  How about you?"

    "It was the most incredible experience of my life, Kathy!" he said.  
"I hope you'll want to do it again!"

    "Count on it, Guy!" she said.  "But what's next in store for me?"

    He removed the posture collar from her neck and unshackled her from 
the bed.  "I have this new story idea that I want to get started on!"

    "Yeah?  What's that have to do with me?" she asked.

    "Your face is going to be my chair, babe!"

    "Oh God!" she gasped.

    "All day long!" he added with an evil grin.

    He climbed out of bed and then put on a bathrobe.  "Go do what a 
girl's got to do in the bathroom, then hurry back, baby!"

    She blew him a kiss and ran into the bathroom.

    When she returned, he had positioned a padded exercise bench 
perpendicular to his computer table. 

    He motioned for her to lay down on it with her head just under the 
edge of the table under his keyboard.  Once again, he shackled her 
wrists and ankles to eyebolts that he attached to the steel frame of 
the bench.  Then he placed a medical breathing tube into her nose with 
the loose ends of the tubes dangling down. 

    But first, he was hungry.  Leaving her there, he went downstairs 
and popped a couple of waffles in the toaster and poured himself some 
iced tea.  He watched the news while he ate.

    Then he went upstairs and carried a load of laundry down to his 
kitchen and got it started.

    He figured that Kathy must be hungry by then, since she probably 
hadn't eaten since she left home.  He wasn't yet ready to feed her 
directly from his own body yet, so he brought a bowl of chicken soup op 
to her and spoon-fed her while she lay on her back on the bench.

    After feeding her, he lifted up his robe and sat his naked ass upon 
her face, resting his full weight directly on her face.  He powered on 
his computer, launched _PeeEdit,_ and began his latest _Hungry Guy_ 
story:

    *It was a dark and stormy night...*

    After a moment, he paused, lifted up, and asked, "Are you okay?  
Can you breathe okay?"

    "Yeah!" she said.  "I'm fine!"

    He sat back down and continued writing:

    *It was the best of times; it was the worst of times...*

    A little while later, he felt her taking a proactive role.  She had 
started to lick his anus, which was conveniently positioned directly 
above her mouth.

    The distraction felt so good.  Then she began tongue-fucking his 
asshole while he sat upon her face.  

    Guy wrote well through the day.  What a rush it was to use another 
human being as nothing more than a slab of meat!  To use her face as a 
seat for his ass to sit on!  A few times, he lifted up and slid his 
cock into her mouth to empty his bladder.  Then he sat back down to 
write.  A little after noon, he went downstairs to have lunch and start 
another load of laundry going.  By evening, she must have drunk over a 
quart of his piss.  

    He had left her a handful of times during the day to do all his 
laundry, but he still sat on her face for long uninterrupted stretches 
while he worked diligently on his story.

    By late in the evening, he was wrapping up the story. After he 
finished the spelling and grammar check, he felt an urge in his bowels. 
He passed some gas directly into her mouth, then got up and used the 
toilet. He returned to her without wiping, and sat back down on her 
face, pressing his shitty asshole to her mouth.

    "Lick me clean," he commanded.

    The feeling was almost orgasmic while she licked his ass clean. 
After she seemed to have done a thorough job, he pissed into her mouth 
again to help her rinse the taste of his shit out of her mouth.

    He continued writing for another hour after that, and it was pretty 
late by then, so he went into his bathroom to take a shower before bed.  
A long, hot, luxurious shower really hit the spot!

    After his shower, he returned to the bedroom, and unshackled Kathy 
from the bench under his computer.  He then pulled her back over to his 
bed and shackled her onto it exactly as the previous night.

    He shut off the light and climbed into bed on top of her yet again.  
The day's writing and sitting had built such a need in him.  So, 
sliding his hard cock into her mouth, he began thrusting hard, slamming 
his crotch against her mouth again and again, feeling his erect member 
force its way up and down deep down her throat.  After a minute or so, 
his orgasm welled up and he arched his back as his cock delivered its 
load into her throat in wave after wave of ecstasy.

    Then, as his cock softened, he dropped the pillow into the "V" of 
her crotch once again, rested his head down, and drifted off to sleep.

    Like the night before, Guy woke once or twice during the night to 
pee.  He just relaxed his bladder and let his pee flow directly out his 
dick and into her mouth.  

    He also woke once to her bucking wildly under him.  His cock was 
rock hard down her throat.  Apparently, she couldn't breathe, and her 
gag reflex was strenuously massaging the head of his cock in her 
esophagus.   This time, instead of pulling out to let her breathe, he 
let her gag reflex "milk" his cock.  It took almost no time before she 
evoked his orgasm with no effort on his part whatsoever.  What an 
amazing sensation!  As his orgasm subsided, her bucking turned into 
mild quivers.  He lifted his hips up to let her breathe before she 
passed out completely, then dunked his cock back into her mouth and 
fell back to sleep.  

    Come morning, he peed again, then fucked her mouth.  

    Then he noticed a gamy smell for the first time.  Pfew!  It 
occurred to him that Kathy hadn't had a shower since she arrived two 
days ago.  Not only that, but she was probably sweating under the hot 
blankets and under his body.  He climbed off her and unshackled her.

    "How are you feeling?" he asked her.

    "Wonderful!" she said in a sleepy voice.

    "Good!  Come on!  Let's take a shower!"

    Guy pulled Kathy up and they walked, arm in arm, into the bathroom.  
The hot water was invigorating.  After each brushing their teeth and 
gargling, Guy and Kathy were lip-locked in a long deep kiss.

    After a while, they each washed each other's bodies and shampooed 
each other's hair.  Once, Guy told Kathy to kneel and put his cock in 
his mouth so that he could pee.  Then she stood and rinsed her mouth 
out again, and luxuriated together under the hot water spray.

    Their shower lasted quite some time before they left the bathroom 
together.  Guy said, "Being a slave isn't all about sex, Kathy.  We 
have some chores to do now."

    "Yes?"

    "You do the vacuuming, and I'll do the laundry."

    "Yes, sir," she said.

    Guy began pulling the sheets off the bed while Kathy pulled out an 
industrial-looking orange ShopVac (a guy's vacuum cleaner).  

    Several hours later, the rooms were all vacuumed, the clean clothes 
were all hung up in the closets, and the bed was made again with clean 
sheets.  Guy and Kathy sat down and had some garlic toast and iced tea 
for lunch.

    At that, Guy went upstairs and told Kathy to wait in the living 
room.  He returned a few minutes later with a pair of shackles and his 
cum sponge harness.

    "Kneel," he told her, then left her to wait while he brought in a 
six-pack of Guinness from his fridge and set it on the coffee table.

    Guy then slid part of the leather garment over her head and buckled 
several straps around the back of her head and under her chin.  A metal 
ring was pressed tightly over her mouth with even more leather 
strapping dangling limply from that same ring, pulling her face down.

    Guy lifted up the loose strap and stepped into it.  Pulling up the 
garment, she slid his click through the ring into her mouth, and 
buckled it tightly.  She began choking and gagging immediately as his 
cock rose to the occasion and forced its way down her throat.

    Guy sat on the sofa, pulling her head down with him, whereupon he 
clicked the TV on and started flipping channels.

    He found a _Star Trek_ marathon on the _Sci-Fi Channel._  In that 
particular episode, the Enterprise gets trapped in a temporal anomaly 
and Lt. Data has to go back in time to prevent it from happening in the 
first place.  

    He continued watching _Star Trek_ after _Star Trek,_ which turned 
out to be a good four hours of television watching.  By then, several 
bottles of beer had passed through his lips and, ultimately, into 
Kathy's stomach.

    It wasn't too late, but it was late enough.  Being as Guy liked to 
be fresh and clean for bed, he always took a shower just before bed.  
So, he removed Kathy from the harness and took her back upstairs for 
another shower.

    Kathy looked a bit pale as they stepped into the shower.  "Are you 
okay?" he asked, wiping the water from her face.

    "Yeah," she said.  "I've had almost nothing to eat and drink except 
your cum and your piss, and I feel a little nauseous." 

    "That's to be expected," he said.  "You'll get used to it.  But 
since you've been so good so far, I have a reward for you tonight?"

    "Yeah?  I'm almost afraid to ask."

    "Oh?" he laughed.  "It's nothing like that.  We're going to sleep 
together normally tonight.  Would you like that?"

    "Yeah!" she brightened.  "That would be nice for once!"

    They held each other for a while, then washed each other, and 
gargled with Listerine.

    Fresh and clean, they climbed into bed and held each other 

    Guy held Kathy closely and they kissed gently.  Soon, both of their 
mouths were trying to swallow the other while their tongues were 
wrestling each other's.   

    Guy crawled slowly down her body, stopping to nibble on her nipples 
for a while, then crawling down to suckle on her bellybutton.  

    Then he crawled down further.  He licked through her finely trimmed 
bush with his tongue, then put his mouth to her twat.  Spreading her 
pussy lips with his tongue, he licked up and down, drinking her 
feminine juices.   

    Has he had done before, he sucked her clit deep into his mouth and 
played her like a trumpet until her whole body began bucking and 
throbbing to his oral manipulations.  He brought her, and himself, to 
the brink of orgasm, then climbed up on her and lowered himself upon 
her, sliding his hard member into her soaking pussy.  At that, he 
pushed himself into her and exploded into her, her own orgasm exploded 
simultaneously as he filled her with his hot seed while she squeezed 
his cock with her pussy muscles.  

    In the afterglow of their mutual orgasm, he rolled off her, and 
they kissed and snuggled, and finally fell to sleep.

    During the night, Guy woke with a start.  Kathy had crawled under 
the blankets and was sucking on his cock.  Oh man!  He was so hard, and 
he rolled onto her forcing his cock deep into her mouth.  She had 
brought him so close to orgasm in his sleep, and he exploded into her 
throat almost immediately.

    His orgasm wound down, and she pushed him off her.  She crawled 
back up and kissed him back to sleep. 

    They woke the next morning tangled in each other's arms and legs.  

    Looking into her sleepy eyes, he kissed her and said, "Good 
morning, love!"

    "Good morning!"

    They snuggled for a while before climbing out of bed together. 

    "Hungry?" he asked.

    "Yeah!" she answered. "I haven't had hardly anything to eat since, 
well, since I left home.' She added in mock annoyance, "You're not 
feeding me very well, bub!" 

    "You'll eat well today, Kathy," he said with a sly grin.

    "Oh, yeah?" she asked, "I'm scared to ask!"

    Without answering, he pulled a large trunk out of his closet and 
opened it up. He laid out two sections of some sort of device on his 
bedroom floor. He then pulled out two more trunks and laid out their 
contents as well. By the time he finished assembling all the parts, he 
had assembled what looked like a 6-foot long padded bench with what 
looked like a camping toilet attached to one end.

    He swung the top of the toilet open revealing the bottom half to be 
lined in plastic. 

    "Get in, Kathy," he commanded.

    "Yes sir," she squeaked.

    She lay on the bench and lowered her head into the open box. Her 
head rested upon a foam cushion under the plastic liner. Guy shackled 
her wrists and ankles to the device and closed the toilet box over her 
head. At that, her face looked like it was framed flush with the toilet 
seat. He slid two Tupperware tubs into the machine, one directly under 
her head, and one directly under her butt. Sliding a plastic pipe 
between her legs, he slid it down through a hole in the bench under her 
butt, with an oval hole in the pipe facing her pussy.

    Then he buckled numerous belts tightly over her legs and torso, 
holding her firmly in place.

    "There!" he said as he stood to admire his machine.

    Standing up in front of the toilet seat, he parted his bathrobe and 
pointed his dick down at her face. She gasped for a split second as he 
began pissing onto her face. She caught some of it in her mouth, which 
she swallowed. But most of is splashed down the sides of her face and 
into her hair, where it ultimately drained into the tub under her head.

    Guy closed the toilet lid over her face and left the room. 

    He went downstairs to have some breakfast. Some corn toast and 
bacon hit the spot! 

    He watched TV again. He found a _Thunderbirds_ marathon on _The 
Cartoon Network._ After Brains has to use The Mole to rescue a family 
trapped in the parking level below a towering inferno, he returned 
upstairs to do what a man sometimes has to do.

    He stepped up to the toilet and opened the lid. "Hi Kathy!" he 
said. "Are you still hungry?"

    "Why?" she asked.

    "Because I'm about to feed you."

    She gasped. He turned away from her and dropped his jeans.

    "Wait!" she screamed.

    "What?" he asked, and let out a fart.

    "I can't do it!"

    "No?"

    "No! Please! Not shit! Please! Don't make me eat shit again!"

    Guy laughed and said, "But I can't let you go hungry," and started 
to sit. 

    "Oh God! No!"

    Her cries were muffled as his ass landed on her face.

    Her body bucked against her restraints on the machine behind him.  
He felt that familiar pressure in his gut, and relaxed his sphincter.  
In a moment, he felt a mass of shit slide through his anus into her 
mouth.  A moment later, he pushed another out.  Then another.  

    He sat for a few more seconds before he realized that he was 
finished.  "I'm done," he said.  "Now lick me clean." 

    He felt her tongue lick across his dirty anus.  He waited for her 
to lick a couple more times, then he stood and closed the lid.  Without 
another word, he pulled his jeans up and went back downstairs.

    Hours later, Guy returned upstairs to pee.  Obviously thirsty, she 
drank his pee as he aimed for her mouth, spilling very little out of 
the corners of her mouth.  Then he took a shower and went to bed.

    After the past two days, it felt strange to sleep alone.  He missed 
sleeping with Kathy already.  Sleeping on top of her with his cock 
dangling into her mouth was such a rush!

    Waking horny in the middle of the night, he stepped over to the 
machine, unshackled her ankles, and spread her legs.  The lid was still 
closed on her face and she gasped a muffled "What..." that echoed 
inside the toilet bowl that contained her head.  Guy knelt down and 
began sucking her pussy to get her wet.  His cock was already hard and 
waiting, and as soon as he thought she was wet enough, he lay upon her 
and slid his member into her.  His orgasm slowly built as he fucked 
her.  His effort paid off a minute later when he filled her pussy with 
wad after wad of cum.  He lay on her as his cock continued to twitch 
and spit out a last few drops of cum.  

    Then he walked over to the seat, lifted the lid and sat, sliding 
his dick into her mouth.  "Suck me clean," he said.

    She licked and sucked the sloppy mix of cum and pussy juice off his 
cock, then he closed the lid and got back into bed.

    He had taken a week of vacation from his job to spend time with 
Kathy, so he slept late that morning.  He opened her lid and gave her a 
drink before going downstairs.  She must have been thirsty, for she 
drank it all without spilling a drop.  

    His day was rather ordinary.  Breakfast.  Start a load of laundry.  
Read the latest _Analog Science Fiction Magazine_ that came in the 
mail.  Go upstairs and work on a story.  

    After lunch, he went upstairs and asked her, "Are you hungry, 
Kathy?"

    "Not for what you want to feed me!"

    Guy wrestled a ring into Kathy's mouth.

    At that, he took a seat on her face and gave Kathy another meal. 
Sensing that he was finished, she licked him clean without having to be 
told to, then he went back downstairs to nuke some dinner and watch TV.

    Later that night, he gave Kathy another drink, took a shower and 
went to bed. Again, he missed sleeping with Kathy, but she needed to 
learn her place in the grand scheme of things. 

    He gave Kathy a couple of drinks during the night and slept late 
the next morning.

    After a light breakfast of toast and orange juice, he spent the 
start of the next day sitting at his computer, writing. 

    Guy had nothing solid to feed her all day, so that evening he took 
half of an Ex-Lax without mentioning it to Kathy.

    A few hours later, he finally had to go.  He walked over to her, 
dropped his jeans, and sat on her face.  He relaxed his sphincter and 
felt a lump of shit plop out and into her mouth.  He waited a while, 
and shit out another turd.  He waited a little longer, but that's all 
he had in him.  

    With Kathy full, he continued to work on his story uninterrupted 
for the rest of the evening, not counting the couple of times that he 
used Kathy merely to pee.

    Late that night, Guy sat on Kathy's chest with his arms crossed on 
the edge of the open toilet seat lid, looking down on her. 

    "You've been a good toilet these past two days, Kathy."

    Kathy looked away.

    You can be my toilet again for the next 24 hours, or you can be my 
fuck mouth in bed again tonight. Which do you prefer?"

    He took the ring out of Kathy's mouth.

    Kathy swallowed and looked up at Guy. She looked away, as if lost 
in thought, then looked up again. After a pause, she smiled and said, 
"Duh!"

    He took that as she meant it to be taken. "Good! Because I missed 
sleeping with you!"

    Guy unshackled Kathy and released her from the toilet slave 
machine.  Helping her stand, he sniffed the air.  "But ewwww!  You 
stink!"

    "Well, gee!" she said.  "Thanks!"

    "No, really!" he insisted.  "You stink!  You need to take a shower 
with me before I can sleep on you again!"

    Guy led Kathy into the bathroom and started the shower.  They both 
brushed their teeth and gargled with Listerine in the shower, only 
Kathy gargled about ten times.  

    Kathy and Guy washed each other's hair, only Guy shampooed her hair 
about ten times. 

    Then they washed each other with soap, only Guy washed her over and 
over again several times, making sure to wash her pussy thoroughly 
several times. 

    A little later, Kathy was shackled to the bed in the usual position 
with her legs in a "V" up against the headboard and her arms op over 
her head shackled to the corners of the foot of the bed.  

    Putting the posture collar on her, Guy asked, "Still mad at me?"

    "I don't know," she said.  "Being your toilet sure was hot!  Even 
though eating shit was kind of gross.  Maybe we can do it again, but 
just not right away, okay?"

    "Sounds like a plan," he said.  "But you need to learn that it's 
not the slave's place to decide when we do what."  He then kissed her 
gently on the lips.  At that, he put the ring in her mouth and buckled 
the strap around the back of her head.

    He went downstairs to pour himself a glass of red wine before bed.  
Then, a little later, he was snug in bed, lying on top of her, with his 
cock in his mouth, and his head resting on the pillow on her crotch.  

    He shut off the light, took a piss, and dozed off to sleep.

    He woke during the night to Kathy's body bucking under him.  He 
realized that his cock was hard again, so he lifted his groin up to let 
her take a few breaths.  After she calmed down, he began slamming his 
groin down on her mouth, ramming his cock down her throat over and over 
again.  His orgasm built, and she began bucking once again as nearly a 
minute passed.  His orgasm exploded out of his cock while she bucked 
and pulled violently against her shackles.  After another minute, her 
exertions started to turn feeble, and his cock shrunk once again.  

    Her breathing resumed normally, feeling her body rise and fall 
under him with each of her breaths, so he rested his head down and 
dozed off to sleep again.

    He woke the next morning, but it was only 9:00.  He was still 
feeling too groggy to get up, but not sleepy enough to fall back to 
sleep, so, without moving off Kathy, he peed and then reached over and 
grabbed one of the _Harry Potter_ novels that his 14-year-old niece had 
given him for birthday present.  

    He read a couple of chapters for about an hour, and fantasized 
about being Harry getting it on with Hermione up in one of the castle 
towers at Hogwarts School of Magic.   Of course, Guy's own cock had 
become hard at the thought, so he set the book down and began thrusting 
down Kathy's throat once again.  After another satisfying orgasm, he 
rested his head down on Kathy's crotch and fell back to sleep.

    When he finally rose out of bed just before noon, he unshackled 
Kathy from the bed.  

    Kathy seemed a little woozy, so Guy asked, "Are you okay, Kathy?"

    Kathy grimaced.  "Well, my jaw is a little sore from my mouth being 
forced open wide almost continuously since I've been your fuck toy.  
And my throat is a little sore from being fucked in the mouth so much.  
But I'll cope.  What do you have in mind for me today?"

    Guy noticed that her lips were covered with blood blisters, and her 
neck was slightly black and blue.  So he sensed that she must be more 
than a _little_ sore.  But if she was willing to continue, then so much 
the better for him.

    Guy said, "I need to feed you first, then I'm going to read for a 
while."

    "Okay," she said.

    At that, Guy locked her into his toilet slave machine.  Sitting on 
her face, he gave her a fresh meal from his ass, then put his cock in 
her mouth and gave her a drink to wash the solids down.

    That done, he opened the toilet slave machine and led her into the 
bathroom where they took a shower together.  

    After, he led her downstairs where he pulled a large wooden box 
away from the wall that was serving as a table.  Removing a lamp and 
some books from the table, and pulling the tablecloth off it, revealed 
a padded top surface with a seam down the middle and a hole in the 
exact center.   

    "Another one of your toys?" she asked.

    "Yup!" he said.  "And your body is going to become a part of the 
mechanism."

    She brightened.  "Cool!"  

    Guy flipped the latches open around the edge of the top, and 
removed the two top halves.  

    "Get in," he said.

    Kathy smiled at him, then climbed inside the box.  She knelt on the 
padded bottom of the box.  Then he placed the two top halves on the 
box, clamping her head in place.  

    "Ha!" he laughed as he latched the latches around the edge, "You 
look like a disembodied head just sitting on a table."

    She giggled and said, "Now what?"

    "What do you think?" he asked.

    "Your cock.  My mouth.  Right?"

    "You got it, babe!  I'll be right back!"

    Guy ran upstairs and grabbed that _Harry Potter_ book.  

    He climbed upon the padded top of the box and scooted his crotch up 
to her face.  With the tip of his cock between her lips, he slid 
forward and wrapped his legs around the back of her head and squeezed 
tightly with his strong thigh and leg muscles.  

    At that point, all that was visible in his lap was the top of her 
head enclosed by his crossed legs.  

    Taking the book, he continued reading where he left off.  

    The hours passed quickly for Guy as he turned page after page.  
Although written for juveniles, Harry's trials and tribulations with 
his stepfamily, the totally vanilla Dursleys who despised anything Not 
Normal (such as little boys with an innate talent for magic), the 
kindly Headmaster Dumbledore, and the evil Professor Snape, and the 
mystery surrounding his parent's deaths when Harry was a baby, was a 
fascinating read.  

    Of course, he gave Kathy regular drinks throughout the day.

    In the evening, Guy disengaged himself from Kathy and nuked some 
chicken nuggets for dinner.  Grabbing a couple of bottles of Guinness 
from the fridge and setting his dinner on the table next to him, his 
cock was soon back down Kathy's throat.

    Leaving the book aside, he reached for a pair of remotes and turned 
on his TV and X-Box.

    He found himself back in the magical land of Vardenfell where he 
left off staying at an inn in Suran.  He considered crossing lake 
Masobi and heading into Vivec, but, except for the bloke whom he had 
rid his shop of rats, the locals weren't too friendly there.  So he 
headed down to Ebonheart and booked passage on a ship up to Tel Mora. 

    Arriving in mid day, the weather was pleasant for a stroll through 
town.  He hadn't earned much of a reputation up north yet, either good 
or evil, so most folk were fairly neutral to him.  The slave dealer had 
a nice collection of slaves on display that day, and a cute Redguard 
female caught his eye.  On his last outing, he had salvaged a nice bit 
of glass armor from some ancient ruin not too far from Ald'ruhn, which 
had lined his pockets well.  So, after a bit of haggling, and with 
pockets well lighter, he left town leading a dark-skinned slave girl by 
a chain bolted to her iron collar.

    He booked passage for himself and his purchase to Gnaar Mok. He 
headed home towards his house in Balmora, but it was getting late about 
halfway there. So he entered the gates of Caldera before the town 
closed them for the night took a room at the inn. He looked out the 
window of his room down at the cobblestone alley below. All was quiet--
not a dragon or monster in sight to raise a ruckus. Rapidly pressing a 
complex sequence of buttons on the X-Box controller, he activated the 
AO Mod Cheat that he had downloaded from Xbox Live months earlier. 

    The game played a little ditty that most younger people wouldn't 
recognize, but he recognized it as a portion of the theme from _Leisure 
Suit Larry and the Land of the Lounge Lizards,_ an early computer game 
that would have earned an AO rating had there been such things back 
when he was a teen.

    Telling his slave to undress, she did so obediently. The game took 
it from there. He watched as his avatar and his slave woman got it on 
in their little room in the inn. 

    Watching the in-game sex scene, Guy felt his cock push its way down 
Kathy's throat. Kathy began choking and gagging almost immediately, 
practically milking his cock with her tight throat muscles. The double 
visual stimulation--the scene on his TV screen, and the top of Kathy's 
head squeezed tightly by his legs--along with the help of Kathy's 
massaging throat muscles, drew his orgasm out of him and into her 
throat. 

    His orgasm wound down just as his two game characters drifted off 
to sleep. He saved the game at that point, and climbed off the box, 
pulling his cock out of Kathy's mouth. Kathy moaned as she breathed 
deeply for the first time in hours. Guy unbolted the top of the box and 
brought Kathy back to his toilet slave machine. 

    "Hungry again, Kathy?" he asked.

    "No," she whimpered.

    He turned, sat on her face, and gave her a meal.

    After giving her a drink from his cock to wash her meal down, he 
brought her into his living room, where he positioned her on her back 
on the floor with her butt against the front of the sofa and her legs 
up and resting on the sofa cushions.   He inserted that medical 
breathing tube in her nose once again, then took a seat on her face.  

    He squirmed around a little to get comfortable, then he reached for 
his remotes and turned on his TV.

    A little channel surfing found _Monster Garage_ on _Discovery 
Channel._  He sat, riveted, as Jesse James turned a Winnebago RV into a 
luxury nuclear submarine.

    By then, it was pretty late, so he brought Kathy upstairs where 
they took a shower together and then he shackled her back into her 
usual position on his bed.  

    "I have a surprise for you, Kathy!" he said before he placed the 
collar on her neck and the ring in her mouth.

    "Oh?  What?" she asked.

    "This!" he said as he held up what looked like an ordinary dog 
collar.

    "What's that?" she asked.

    "This is one of those electronic dog training collars."  Guy showed 
her a small plastic box built onto the collar with two metal prongs 
sticking out from the inside surface of the collar.  Then he reached 
out and picked up what looked like a small wireless TV remote.  "When I 
push this button, the collar gives you a shock."

    "Really" she gasped.

    "Yeah!" he said with a grin.  "I'm hoping that I'll feel a tingle 
when I shock you with my cock down your throat!"

    Kathy held back a muffled cry.

    Guy placed the collar around Kathy's neck and buckled it snugly, 
making sure that the electrodes were pressed tightly against her skin.  
Then he placed the ring in her mouth to keep her from biting his cock 
during the night.

    At that, and with a yawn, he lay down upon her, slid his soft 
member into her mouth, and shut off the light.  He started humping her 
mouth, gently at first, but soon he had built up to a vigorous 
pounding.  His cock had grown hard and was forcing its length violently 
down her throat while his groin pummeled her lips.

    As he felt his orgasm build, he picked up the dog training remote 
and pressed the button.  "Oh!  Ahhhhhh!" he moaned as he felt a tingle 
of electricity tickle the head of his cock.  

    He held the button down while he exploded down her throat in the 
most powerful orgasm that he had ever felt!

    The collar had an 8-second time limit to prevent a cruel master 
from torturing his dog.  But he discovered that all he had to do was 
release the button for a second, then he could hold it down for another 
8 seconds, and another, and another.  

    He was able to keep his orgasm going for nearly a minute by doing 
that.

    "Oh man!" he moaned as he finally collapsed from ecstasy.  The 
effort of coming for nearly a full minute, and the electrical tingling 
in his cock was exhausting, so he rested his head on her crotch and 
fell asleep almost immediately.

    The next morning, Guy got out of bed and took a shower.  Upon 
returning to the bedroom, Kathy was sobbing gently.  

    "Ah," he said.  "Afraid of what I'm going to do to you today?"

    "No," she softly said and remained quiet.

    Guy sensed that something was troubling her--something serious.

    "What's wrong, Kathy?"

    She looked away, then met Guy's gaze.  "I miss my children.  I want 
to go home."

    Guy was stunned.  He fell back on his chair at his computer.  

    "Really?" he asked as if not wanting to believe her.

    "Yeah," she said in almost a whisper.  "Really.  I'm sorry, Guy.  
This is the life I've always wanted, but I can't stand to be away from 
my children any longer."

    "Okay," said Guy as he choked back a tear.  "If you're really 
serious, I'll let you go."

    "I'm sorry," Kathy repeated.  "I wish I didn't have to go."

    Guy unshackled Kathy from his bed.  She scooped up her clothes that 
she wore on the way out and on went into the bathroom and disappeared 
for nearly an hour while the shower ran.   

    Upon exiting the bathroom, she said, "Will you help me go home."

    "I'll take you to the Rensselear station and buy you a ticket home, 
okay?"

    "Okay," said Kathy.

    "But where will you go when you get back to Cleveland?"

    "I suppose I'll beg Aaron to take me back.  If he doesn't, then I 
don't know.  But I have to see my kids again."  

    "I understand," said Guy.

    "I'm sorry," said Kathy.  "I didn't mean to hurt you."

    "I'll miss you," said Guy.

    Kathy rushed into his arms and started crying.  "You can always 
come out to Cleveland to see me, you know!" 

    "Yeah?  I just might do that one of these days, Kathy!"

    "What's that you once said? _'Have Dungeon--Will Travel'?"_

    Guy drove Kathy to the Amtrak station that evening.  They hugged 
for nearly an hour until they announced the _Lakeshore Limited_ to 
Chicago boarding at 7:05.  

    With one last lingering kiss, Kathy disappeared down the escalator 
to the platform below.  

    Guy stood in the glass-enclosed waiting area and watched the train 
pull away and head toward the West.

    * END *

   

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