The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD?!”The boy screamed & bolted from the ...oom, Ran directly home & dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.When his older brother found him in the closet, He asked, “What happened?”The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time!” “GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!”✧ ✧ ✧ Once upon a time there were two brothers. One brother was very. This was the gift Talon had given me at our departure: a set of clothes that could shift with me. The hair and tissue of many other Shape shifters went into the making of this outfit and I marveled that such a thing was possible. It sure as hell beat striping or ruining clothing.After making sure everything was straight and centered and my weapon was safely strapped to me chest under the jumpsuit, I shrugged into the harness Marcus held out to me and shifted.Immediately, my senses sharpened as. They had a couple minutes to change their mind but no more.I had walked fifty feet when all kinds of screaming erupted from behind me. Gus wasn’t saying anything, just staring at the burning cord, but his three accomplices were saying plenty.The burn was less than 8 feet away when I stomped it out. To be sure, I pulled my combat knife and cut the cord off a couple inches from the burn.I put my phone on movie capture, “Now; who sent you here? Who paid you to set the convention center on. ..I tie your legs apart over the stool using your tights, removing the now ruined satin shorts but leaving your thong on underneath for a bit of protection, because I'm going to whip you. I take a soft leather dress belt from your drawer and pass it between your legs. I pull it tight over your thong-clad cunt, securing it around your waist with another ballerina belt, which is wider and tighter, holding you in. Then I stuff the soiled silk shorts into your mouth to stop you from making loud.