After a pause, it became clear the television was on. Jake frowned. His parents didn't like it when someone left the TV on- it was almost an automatic...lecture about wasting electricity. Quickly he poured himself a glass and strolled into the room to shut it off, taking a sip as he passed through the doorway. The glass stayed at his lips for longer than he expected as he froze in surprise. Courtney was sitting Indian-style in the middle of the couch, watching... Was it?!?It was! A porno! Jake. But before she can reply, I feel myself slipping away again. My vision begins to cloud over and it feels as though I'm slowly falling down and away from my body and the events surrounding it. And suddenly, I'm back here again. The place that has no name. I feel like I'm floating in water, but nothing is wet. Like I'm flying, only with no wind or movement. I merely drift, and all that just transpired begins to waft and fall apart. I'm suddenly having trouble remembering what I saw on the. He reaches up to unties the right arm. She sighs with enjoyment feeling his hard cock rub against her stomach as he does. And the same when he unties her left arm. Her cunt is already dripping again in anticipation.Even now freed, Emma leaves her arms spread until Donald tells her to bring them to her side. She is learning so quickly, Donald thinks.“Now Emma, I want you to put your hands on the outside of each of your breasts. When I tell you, you need to press them firmly against each. I swallowed, freezing for a moment.What had happened?I raced down the path to the shrine. I passed beneath the tori and gaped as the shrine came into view. The entire structure blazed, flames dancing through holes in the roof, the walls engulfed in fire. It spilled yellow and red light across the well-manicured grounds leading to it. There was something lying on the ground, a lump that—“Otosan!” I shouted, racing to the figure.I fell to the ground beside the body of my father. He was dressed in.