As much as any demon can be killed," the shade of my father said. "Kendall, I've missed you. I so wanted to see you grow up. If I had died normally, I...could have done that. Izel and I have fought it for the last ten years, ever since our deaths, and imprisonment here. But she and I are captive to it, and it to us. We're trapped in this school where it killed her. It's slowly winning, and we're getting weaker. Soon, we'll be gone. It will have won, and taken us with it back to hell." His. I had heard about “cottaging” and knew that this lavatory, being busy and anonymous, was such a place. Whether or not my subconscious was drawing me to the place today I don’t know but when I actually went down there, it was to pay a genuine call, so I duly paid and went into a cubicle.The partitions between the cubicles didn’t quite reach the ground, so there was a gap underneath of about 6 inches. After a while, my curiosity got the better of me. Although I had never done it before, I knelt. I had a smile those nights that his cum was in me, and I kept it inside all night, outside my boypussy was wet with part of his cum, but most of it was inside me, it made me so happy and on that time it felt special, right now after we started our relationship having his load in me all night is more then special, because I know that his ADN is mixing with mine and being part of me, so back then like 6 years ago, that was happening too, I felt it but didn't understood until recently, ohhhh man,. Let me describe us, she was a bit on the healthier side, with the right amount of non-sagging flesh at the desired places but her boobs and ass were to kill for which never caught my attention till it all took place! She always called me Tinku Baba as she was with us for almost 8 years now and I was this youngster with all a girl would desire, good looks, no muscles though, but decent enough physique with 6’2″ height to be called a fair enough deal. Masturbation was not a regular affair for me.