Adult Blogs: HORNY SPANISH FLIES little cocksucker!" She still came at me. I was in a state, crazed with lust and fear. Her nails reached out again for my eyes and I grabbed her wrists and twisted and pulled her close so I could put a bear hug on her. I lifted and threw her back on the bed, and that gave me the five seconds I needed to grab clothes and shoes into my arms and bolt for the door. The last thing I heard before the door slammed behind me was Beverly screaming, "Where's my GUN?" I ran headlong down the stairs, stark naked.
Thank God, I didn't see anyone on the way out of the building. I cut behind the building and sprinted down an alleyway, looking for someplace dark. I found a good spot behind a dumpster and yanked my slacks on and stuffed my bare feet in my loafers. My chest and back were bleeding like I'd had a fight with a Cuisinart. Blood streamed down my torso. The only good news was that I didn't see Beverly packing heat or a police car. I didn't know how long the situation would stay that way. I pulled out the cell phone and dialed.
