Her black hair had growndown below her breasts, and her bright red lips shone below her big,dark, mascaraed eyes."He is going to water my garden tomor...ow, plant his seed, and deflowerme," she announced."I don't know what the hell you're talking about. That doesn't make anysense. You're mixing your metaphors." Whatever!" Alessandra said, flipping her hair. She stared at thecastle, with the main shaft of the tower erected round, tall, and soaringhigh into the sky, its impressive girth. At the top, something glinted. Something crystal. The Altar of Souls. My heart beat faster and faster. A hot thrill built and built in me, it grew with every step.I could almost feel the soul of the Biomancer pulsing and quivering inside the ruby. Did he know that his phylactery’s destruction neared? That as soon as we reached the summit, Ava would destroy the vessel and cast his soul back to the Astral Realm? There he would spend eternity in whatever punishment that he deserved for his. "Hi," she said. She gave me a mannered smile. We went inside her house."Hi," said I. "How are you? Everything okay?" Yep, fine." She did seem quite bright and relaxed. "Shall we have a coffee first again?" I don't know," I answered. "Maybe not? We could go straight up and do it. I was thinking it's quiet now, nobody phoning or calling at the door or anything stupid like that. And I'm, um, 'ready'. Have a drink afterwards perhaps, this time? I don't mind. It's up to you."That was spontaneous.. “I can feel your finger inside me. That really got me going.”I smiled at that. “I’m glad it felt good because I liked doing it. Let me know when you are ready for your second orgasm.” OK, I was eager.Pat snuggled closer. “I feel so content right now. Maybe later.” I reminded myself to be patient. “Let me blow you and then maybe I will want to.”Oh cool, she is going to blow me. This is going to be so good. But all I said was “OK.”Pat started to move down but then stopped. “Do you.