All Chapters of COLLECTION OF LUST AND LOVE: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Once all of the members were gone, we closed up the health club, then left. Jenna hadn’t said much since I told her Billy was no longer a threat to her. As we drove toward her apartment building, she laid her hand on my arm, but kept staring straight ahead.When we reached her apartment building, I held the door for her and she got out of the car. We went upstairs to her apartment, and she let us in.When we were in her apartment, Jenna walked to the doorway that opened onto the hallway that led to the bedrooms. She was wearing yet another Spandex leotard, a bright orange one, with black leggings. She stood there looking at me, took a deep breath, and began sliding the straps of the top of her outfit down over her shoulders, then she peeled it down, baring her lovely upper body.My face felt hot, and I knew my eyes were wide as I watched Jenna getting undressed. She peeled the remainder of the outfit down and stepped out of it, then she stood there for a moment, displaying her fantast

“OK, so why is it so hard to bust this asshole?” I asked him. “You know who he is, you know what he’s doing, why can’t you tie it together?”Richard reached into his coat, brought out a small tape recorder, set it on the table, and turned it on.“You are a no-good slut,” a voice that sounded mechanical, almost as if it was computer-generated, said. “You don’t deserve to live. They won’t be able to protect you for ever. I warned you. If you won’t be mine, then you’ll die.”“That’s an artificial voice, generated by a computer,” Richard explained. “The cops and I have both had our electronic technicians go over it, but we can’t tell any more about it than that.”“How’d you get that?” I asked.“Came off her answering machine,” Richard said. “She gets a message like that every day, sometimes more than once a day. They’re always short, and he makes the calls from different places. Sometimes even from cell phones using stolen access codes.”“So even in this age of modern electronics, he’s no

“Cumming! Oh! Oh! Fuck me!” Lyca cried. Her clawed fingers raked my back as superb sensations roiled though her.“Ah! Ahh!” I groaned, exploding into her, experiencing sensations so sweet they were almost painful. What felt like a never-ending supply of hot, sticky juices spouted from my shaft.“Aahh!” she moaned when my hot fluids began gushing into her, filling her. “That’s it! Yes! Yes! Take me! Take me!”Spent, I collapsed on the bed next to Lyca, overwhelmed by the intensity of what had just taken place between us. As I laid there next to her, letting myself calm, I felt her move, then warmth and wetness surrounded my limp penis when she began working on me with her mouth. My organ rapidly began to come back to life. Before long, her mobile tongue, hot lips, and nimble fingers had me steel-hard once more.Lyca seemed to still be just as turned on as she’d been when I arrived at her house. She mounted me and impaled herself on my tumescent shaft. She began moving her hips up and d

She sipped more hot chocolate, then took a deep breath. “I… think I…I want to explain why I…why I stopped seeing you,” she said very softly.“You…” That’s all I got out when I saw the red dot appear on her chest. I knew it was a laser sight and reacted immediately, without thinking. I tossed my coffee cup aside, grabbed her, threw her to the floor, and started to fall on top of her. When I did that, the kitchen window exploded inward and, as I was falling, I felt something sting my shoulder.“What…?” Lyca stammered as she lay next to me on the floor.“We were shot at,” I said softly. I reached down and pressed the button on the little pager-sized box I’d fastened to my belt. It was connected to the electronic panel and would send a signal to the police department, advising them we needed help, and needed it now. “Stay down. I’m not sure whether he can see us or not, but I don’t think he can. And there’s a lot of broken glass here, too. I don’t want you getting cut. Lay still until the

I rode the elevator up to Raymond's floor, walked down the hallway, and found his apartment. Considering the fancy rents they charge in places like that, the locks weren't very good. It took me only a few seconds with a lock pick to get into Raymond's apartment. I slipped on another pair of latex gloves and let myself in. Once I was inside, I systematically trashed the place, overturning furniture, emptying the kitchen cabinets, smashing things. I have to admit it felt pretty good. When I had the place looking like a tornado had hit it, I cleared off the kitchen counter and laid yet another computer generated note on it. This one said, "You aren't safe here, either. We can get to you any time we want to. Back off or we'll start breaking bones."I left Raymond's devastated apartment feeling pretty good. Raymond might be just a little upset by the things I'd done. In fact, I hoped he was. I wanted him to be upset, so upset he'd start doing stupid things. One thing was sure; he now knew