I want it. I need it.”“You have fallen as low as Jezebel and—”Aurora's sword flashed into being. A snarl escaped her lips. “I am nothing lik... that whore of perdition.”Gideon swallowed and stepped back. “I have a message for you. Kill Damien and you will return to being a fallen angel. You do not have to be a corrupted abomination.”Aurora smiled. “What is the percentage chance that I'll kill Damien?”“Less than one percent,” Gideon swallowed, his eyes flicking down to his clipboard. “Please,. I had brought the discussion to something I had had in mind for a while; ending our relationship. To cut a long story really short, she wanted to continue being a couple and one of the many arguments she used was that our sex life was really good. I decided to try to take advantage of this, since, after all, I had nothing to lose. --?The sex is good? I admitted ?but it's not enough to keep this relationship going - unless some serious changes are made. To keep this going, I want you to submit. . so I disagree... the first one definitely counts because it was fated, and she was the one that started it all.So now let's get to the stories of my first conquests before I began my MILF hunting during my senior year... these are the stories from my pre-MILF hunting days.1. LESBIAN SALES LADY (Rena)My boyfriend had just ditched me the night before to watch football with the guys; my mom was nagging me about a wedding she insisted I attend. I had a test in Chemistry I wasn't ready to take;. Abby didn’t know what she’d expected. She stepped up on the platform and placed her hand on the heavy, wooden pillory. It looked ancient and worn, as though it had been spirited away from the square of some medieval town and deposited here centuries later. ‘I don’t know about this.’ ‘I know it looks scary,’ said Britt. ‘But honestly, I think this is the home stretch.’ Abby shook her head. ‘What would you do?’ ‘I would trust.’ There was that word again. She had trusted Damian — or rather, she’d.