John tried to pull away but felt the nylon weaving behind his neck as it began to cover his chest as well. He felt the soft fabric and felt himself fogging mentally as he tried to get away from her. And yet the weight of her along with the distraction of the nylons sensation was keeping him for succeeding. He felt the nylon growing around his aides and down his back and felt it slipping beneath his waistline of his pants.
Allison felt joy for one moment before she relaxed her resistance. At least she would take the bastard with her.
