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Christie didn't expect this. She didn't want this to happen. She just wanted Heather taken down a peg.

She looked down at the broken woman in front of her. She had left school early as soon as she heard what happened. Heather's parents had just left to go get some food when they spotted Christie and thanked her for coming. Heather's mom talked the police officer into letting Christie in to see Heather. Now she wished she hadn't.

One of her eyes was swollen shut. She had a cast on one arm. There was a hand shaped bruise around her neck. God only knew what she looked like under the hospital gown and sheet.

She thought Brock would just break up with Heather. She never ever imagine this. She knew she could never make it up to Heather for what she did. She also knew she could never ever tell her.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. Then she rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

Caleb, Kathy, Katie, Hazel, June, Amelia, and Tina sat around the dining room table having just finished lunch. Currently the women were discussing a topic Caleb had decided to not get involved in unless he had to. He smiled at the purple haired girl as she also remained silent. Amelia had suggested creating a questionnaire for women to fill out and mail in when making requests for sex with Caleb. They could then be sorted based on the answers and make it easier for Caleb to make decisions. Apparently the Stretcher King living in central Europe did it that way and Caleb had to concede it made sense.

Kathy suggested, "Why not create a website and put it on the internet? That would eliminate the paperwork and make it so that he could search through them using keywords. If he was in the mood for a 6 foot tall woman with red hair he could find them with a few clicks."

"That's an excellent idea Kat," June said. Caleb noticed that his mom had picked up on her nickname.

"It is a good idea but it also means you could receive a ton of spam. People are less likely to spam if they have to pay postage." Amelia pointed out.

Katie chimed in with another idea, "Well we could also require them to provide pictures, like their license or passport. That would make verifying which ones were real fairly easy. We could even ask for full body nudes to weed them out even more."

"I don't know that full body nudes is really necessary. What about requiring them to have a hand written date with the picture of the license. That would certainly make verification easy," said June.

Hazel saw an opportunity to vastly cut down on the number of women that took away her brothers attention. She said, "Why not require both? If a woman isn't willing to provide a full body nude, including her face, then how would we know she didn't lie on the form? Caleb could show up thinking he is meeting a beautiful petite lady and she could turn out to be an ugly hag that weighed half a ton."

"Hmm, she does have a point, but that leads me to wondering what questions do we ask? Obviously we will want basic information such as age, height and what not? What about sexual kinks? Should we ask that?" Katie said.

The conversation continued for the next hour, with even Tina contributing. By the time they were done they had a pretty good draft of the form they would create and Kathy said she would call around to the Denizens for help designing the website. There were several computer geeks among the Denizens so it should be fairly easy. It amused Caleb that they had done all that without a word of input from him. He also noticed that they went from trying to decided what he would want to deciding what they wanted as a group. They had all been saying 'we' instead of 'he'.

Shortly after April returned Caleb's bed was delivered. While he helped set it up, Kathy went home to see her parents for a bit. Katie drove her in her beat up old sedan and said they would be back in a couple hours. April let them go since she finally had enough panic buttons for everyone as well as a few spares.

In the kitchen Amelia and his mother had their heads together discussing something in hushed tones. It looked like they didn't want to be bothered. Hazel was in her room with the door closed, the universal signal saying she wanted to be alone. With nothing else to do he decided to get to know the person in charge of his security detail a little better.

He found her in the living room doing something on her tablet. He sat down and got her attention by waving a video game controller in her direction, "Hey April, come join me," he said.

She looked up but said, "I'm a little old for video games."

He hollered, "Lies! Lies and slander! No one is too old for video games!" When he saw a smile creep onto her lips he said, "Come on, my mom is older than you and she plays this game. Besides the best way to get to know someone is to throw a couple turtle shells at them."

A few minutes later he exclaimed, "Really, you picked the princess? How stereotypically girly of you."

"Said the Stretcher King that picked the character shaped like a dick." She responded back.

The two players spent the next half hour racing, talking and doing a lot of laughing. Neither one cared about winning, just knocking each other around on the track. As they talked Caleb found out that there was a bit of a nerd hiding behind the bullet proof vest. April discovered there was more to this young man than he let on. She knew she was attracted to him. She felt it the night before when she watched his sister blow him.

They crept closer to each other as they played. Eventually the game was forgotten as they talked. She could feel her panties dampen the longer she was near him. It wasn't long after that he kissed her. She let him but said, "I'm on duty, we shouldn't do this."

Caleb began undoing her shirt as he said, "If anyone asks just tell them you were on break."

Before long they were both almost fully naked. Both of them were in their socks. She had smacked his hand when he reached to remove her shoulder holster. She stroked his length and said, "Damn this thing is huge. Be careful you don't stab me in the heart with this monster."

Caleb laughed and said, "Ha Ha. How about I stab you in the womb?"

Caleb looked down at her and admired her body. She was not nearly as muscular as Chris but she was toned. She had a six pack of abs and a cute landing strip upon her mons. The thing that surprised him were the huge areolas on her breasts, which were bigger than a tea saucer. The breasts themselves were smaller than he had guessed, grapefruit sized, but with more than a bit of sag to them.

She noticed his eyes and feeling self-conscious said, "They started to sag when I got in shape to join the marshals. I lost a lot of body fat and it made my boobs shrink and sag like that."

Caleb said, "Oh, I love all boobs, but your areolas look fantastic. I'm just wondering what they taste like." With that he lowered his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. She placed her hands on the back of his head and pulled him tighter to her breasts. She had sensitive nipples and encouraged him to lick and suck.

Caleb reached between her legs and found her nether region to be swampy. Deciding to go hard and fast he placed his tip at her entrance and pushed himself forward. She wasn't tight until he got about three quarters in. He had bottomed out deeper than anyone he had before. He wondered if she had previously been stretched but he shoved himself the rest of the way. Feeling her socket elongate she was now a nice snug fit.

He released her nipple and looked up at her. She wasn't reacting like any of the women he had been with before. She smirked at him as if to say, 'Is that all you got.' They stared into each others eyes as Caleb began thrusting.

It became a silent competition between the two. Caleb trying to **** a reaction from her and her simply laying there. The look in her eyes said she was enjoying it but was fighting not to lose control. She would occasionally dig her fingernails into his back. He could feel her love tunnel tightening to squeeze him as he slid in and out.

She whispered to him, "Come on Stretcher King, you can do better than this. Make me cum, I dare you."

"Challenge accepted!" He exclaimed. In all the porn he had ever watched there was one position that he always wanted to try. He grabbed her legs behind the knees and pushed them up to her chest. She slid down the couch as he did this. Then he stood on the couch above her bent body. He began driving his cock straight down into her slot, ramming her knees into her chest on the downstroke. He was practically sitting on her ass in the classic breeding press position.

Up and down he hammered, his butt bouncing off of hers on each thrust. He had read somewhere that this angle was one of the best for constantly stimulating the G-spot. He could see April gripping the couch and her eyes were shut tight. Her head began to shift side to side as she fought against her approaching orgasm.

The couch springs creaked and the wood moaned as he continued to pile drive into her. She began to blow her breath out as he hammered her cunt. His knees were burning but he refused to give up. He was going to make her cum if it killed him. He could feel his balls begin to boil as he struggled against his own impending expulsion.

He finally heard her making some noise,"Ahohf, Ahohf, Ahohfuu," Her sweaty legs slipped from his grasp as her legs shot out. He collapsed atop her, fully embedded in her hot fuck hole. She screamed her orgasm to the heavens with a loud, "OHFUUUUUCKKK" as the nails of one hand ripped the fabric of the couch. She grabbed him and pulled him tight against her as he continued to thrust inside her.

He could feel his sperm rocket up his shaft as he whitewashed her cervix. Her nails left a streak down his back as her orgasm renewed and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She could feel his hot cum hammering the opening to her womb as she begged any god that was listening not to let her get pregnant. Not yet. She wanted more time with this amazing cock.

As the sweaty couple pulled apart Caleb smiled at her and said, "I win."

His smile fell off his face when he heard his mother exclaim, "Look what you did to my couch!"