Didn’t see the point of anything. She hit the booze - more than once ending-up in hospital having her stomach pumped. It was too much to hope that I...could make her happy. I was realistic: I just wanted her to live long enough to get through it, hoping that time or something could patch-up the wounds to leave a functional human being. Lizzy was now 21. And she was a nightmare, a total nightmare. I remembered my sisters going through a bitchy stage when they hit puberty but they had come out of. Then another trail of hot kisses and sexy whispers of how you are going to please me.My back arches, my pussy so hot now, so ready for you, you know this and smile, your tongue gliding down my soft body, stopping to tickle my belly button.Soft sweet moans of passions are heard. My hips try to reach out to you, calling you down."I want you, I love how you please me," I say with passionate pleas.Hot breath can be felt on my pussy lips, hard flat tongue finding my little clit with your first. She grinned back at me lighting up her face. “Do you have a piece of ID and a credit card?” “Here is my driver’s licence,” she said as she passed it to me, “but I don’t have a credit card. Is it required?” “Well not really but without it we require a $200 safety deposit and pay for the room upfront. We can take cash or debit card, whatever works for you. Is that going to be ok?” I asked. I could tell from the look on her face that she wouldn't be able to pay me the deposit. I quickly looked. Mann had released Karith and stood back to give them time. He knew that soon they would be heading back into the jaws of death and just wanted Mother and Daughter time to reconnect. He watched them whisper to each other and had a stray thought that perhaps Caledor could answer."Caledor, could I enchant a weapon?" Mann asked, touching Caledor's hilt. "Imbue it with Eldritch, similarly to how I scribed your true name?" Yes, My Lord, you are powerful enough to accomplish that. Your dagger was.