Chapter 60 Accidents Racing Against The Morrow

• Maybe it was the effects of the drug that was riling the woman up. She grabbed at me like I was the last morsel of food on earth. Her vice grip was excruciating around tender flesh.
• I screamed internally in protest. She was not only a drug user but also participated in casual orgies. Who knew what diseases swam around inside of her? The last thing I wanted was to inherit a lifetime of doom from her.
• With one well-placed maneuver, I flipped us over and thrust my finger into her nether region.