"What if I need to rub my eyefor some reason." Don't," came the blunt response. "Whatever is bugging you will go awayon its own after a while."Okay, ...ow my eyes were definitely itchy. "But what if it?" No! Touching!" Mr. Johnston cut me off, with sharp, clipped certainty."Fine ..." I relented, clamping my hands together in my lap and tryingnot to squirm. That wasn't easy to do.It wasn't just eyeshadow that adorned my face. My lips were coated withmakeup as well, which like my eyes, I'd. She used to stay in the college hostel. So we used to hang out for long hours after college. The day of the ceremony was awesome the programme and our performance was a huge success. In this happiness we all celebrated. When it grew dark Seema and I were walking back to her hostel. It was a lovely starry night with a cool breeze. At this point I blurted out,Seema what a romantic night this right?” She blushed and said “Yes, too good, its like just made for us.” At this instance our hands. Without a word you push me back against the door and kiss me hard, forcing your tongue roughly into my mouth. You have one hand around my throat, pinning me against the door. The other undoes your fly and you press against me, hard already. You break the kiss and your hand moves from my throat to my hair, pulling me down to my knees. You trace the shape of my lips with the tip of your cock before you press against them. I resist a little, but you know I am hungry for you. I am always hungry. .. Just as you know."Karen walked over to Elisabeth and stroked the length of her hair gently. "Yeah. I know." She said quietly. "I know." So what now Karen?" Elisabeth asked looking up into Karen face."Now we gather the four." Karen smiled down at her friend."The four?" Elisabeth questioned, as if the answer didn't make any sense, which it didn't."You and I my dear Elisabeth or two of the four it will take to destroy the thing that calls itself reverend Bishop." Karen paused momentarily and.