. The mall was only a block from where his wife had died... “Dao,” Somchai told me.We both immediately went and received further blessings from th... temple after learning of the suicide.Somchai also had his sister, the medium, attempt to contact Dao, which she did, meeting Dao again in the rice field in a dream, though this time, the rice field was on fire. Dao appeared as a burn victim, horrific scars covering her body.This time, Dao wouldn’t speak, and instead summoned a driverless motorcycle. He wet his finger just like Britt had done, and brought it to his light-pink hole.The sensation wasn't entirely new—he'd done it surreptitiously in the shower a couple times—but doing it with Britt was immeasurably different. It was always these moments that were the hottest, when they were doing things they said they'd never do. Britt had an engine grease-stained finger pushed all the way in his butt, then two, and Cody matched him finger for finger and stroke for stroke. Their simultaneous. Kneeling before her he nudged her thighs apart. She opened them without pause, her nails racking over the hard skin of his chest. His hands were all over her body. Touching every curve, every ridge, every orifice. He took hold of her hips as he leaned over her, pushing her legs even further apart. Their eyes were locked. His mouth opened and she watched him run his forked tongue across his fanglike teeth. No word was spoken as she felt it pushed into her. Sublime agony gripped her as it tore. She looked down at the ground and said she was afraid that I’d be mad at her for last night. I reached out and took her hand pulling her close to me hugging her, holding her. I lifted her chin so she was looking me in the eye and said “Kara I could never be mad at you I love you.” She smiled and asked me if I saw her differently after last night I told her the truth “Yes I see you differently I see your more like me than I thought and it makes me love you more.” She just laid her head.