About a mile off, is EROS, listed over, a funeral pyre. My friends and lovers roasting alive. If any still live. My poor darlings, I’m powerless to ...escue you.The almost childish, demonic laughter coming from behind us, continues. Luz and Carlita, Devil’s spawn? That was my reaction, when they shape-shifted.I raise my arm, threatening a backhanded swat at the taunting, leering, evil faces of my two nemesis-sters in crime. Jan Ube-Wary, Grand Dragon of the Duende clan, and Maggie the. . did I really rape him?" Ginger squeaked from her chair. "Is that what I am?" She said barely able to hold the tears back."Damn it Ginger, we don't have time for this!" Jenny snapped.Ginger just put her head into her hands and started crying. Gasping over and over about how sorry she was. It took a good ten minutes to finally calm her down again. During that time they all tried to comfort her, but her question still hung in the air: none sure of the answer. Could you rape a man? It was. Tears streaked down her porcelain cheeks, and I could see that she was quivering in fear. She looked fragile, vulnerable and afraid- I felt my cock begin to stir inside my pants at the sight of her there, helpless and overpowered.The gardener then stood and positioned himself in front of Helen. She turned her face away a few times in vain as he attempted to guide his throbbing cock into her reluctant mouth, causing him to slap her several times. Finally, in a rage, he pressed his large strong. In the dull candle light, which oddly set the mood (its obvious that candle has been used almost routinely ) Charlotte took Laceys soft cheek into her hand, lightly thumbing over her skin, using her other hand to brush her dark locks from her shoulder, exposing porcelain like skin that was the nape of her neck.Pulling herself in closer, Charlotte kissed Lacey, soft at first, as if to test the water. A noise was made from the man infront of them that both women took as encouragement as they.