When she had her kittens she seemed to lose time for the lion, and I thought that the stuffed-animal fetish had ended. I was wrong. It’s been over t...o years since Mogwai’s babies left the nest, and we’ve moved since then. My new apartment has a basement. The basement is filled with boxes. One box was filled with stuffed animals. Mogwai found that box. Each morning for two weeks I woke up to find another of my stuffed animals had migrated upstairs. Huge stuffed animals, not just little ones. Big. Now was my chance to impress her, show her that even though we didn’t have sex, tonight wasn’t a waste of her time. I reached up and grabbed one of her ass checks with each hand. Good God it felt amazing! Older women may have many things going for them, but they can’t compete with the ass of a teenage girl! I squeezed it tightly, and pulled her cunt down to my face.I gave her a long slow lick, tasting her. I felt her mouth moan around my cock. And then I got to it. I remembered everything I had. " You love me, I know. About an hour, okay?" I'll call you," Stan promised."Sixty minutes, I'm serious." I'll call. Don't hang up for ten seconds." Why?" I narrowed my eyes, but Stan had already disconnected. I counted to ten slowly and then thumbed my phone off.=3=3=3=3=3=3=3=3=3=The Virgin Mary stood about five feet tall, naked with a swollen belly and small, sagging tits. One hand cradled the Fetus Jesus from beneath, while the other was outstretched towards the stained glass dome high above. You look on to what is before you a woman who is not concerned how she looks only the desire she is enflamedd by. You see the firelight behind you , and Me sitting there by it. you feel the warmth increase as you slowly move back never taking your eyes off Me , this warmth is not from the fireplace but the fire which burns within you. Your body so needy, you know just one touch of My hands ,will send you over the edge as you wait so close to the edge. My indifference only inflames your need.