‘You do not fear the lightnings anymore, Brin?’ asked Oog. ‘Does not the thunder cause your very being to quake with fear?’ ‘No, for they ar... Mine to control.’ answered Brin. ‘I will really be safe if I join you? You will protect me?’ ‘You need have no fear of the lightnings or the thunders if you promise to believe in Me and obey Me.’ stated Brin. ‘I will grant you safe passage through the storm.’ Oog crept to the very edge of his cave. His primitive instincts could feel the ozone crackling in. She knew she couldn't just leave the yard like that. She had to appologize. She was however a bit unnerved by the Scarecrow, it was an ugly thing. With big black worn steel toed boots that looked even more eeire with the trench coat. The hands seemed molded and were covered with fabric and a steel cast to hold it together. It's face was a potatoe sack with holes cut out for the eyes and mouth, but it still had real eyes under it. Shiveled and a molding yellowish white she figured they were. " The corners of her mouth twitched, dimpling her cheeks. "What about those?" She nodded at his trousers."Not yet."“Why not?" Not. Yet." He remained unmoved, not even blinking.“Spoilsport." Sighing dramatically, she rested her head against the cool wall. "I feel underdressed." You are underdressed… delightfully so.” He studied her from stockinged feet upward — slender calves swathed in gossamer thin black nylon, wide, lacy tops circling her come-hither thighs. He lingered on her skimpy, black. . fuck ... his prick was starting to stiffen again already as he just lay there thinking about her, like it had done so many times over the years.And now he was going to experience the same exquisite delights with Dani, who was basically a younger version of his gorgeous, sexy mother. It was sad to say, but Lizzy had to take a back seat to those two. Seth knew that was the truth, and whether he was a fucking sick perv for wanting to have sex with his sister and mother, well, at this point, he.