He hadalways been the most difficult member of the JLA to understand.Green Lantern came into the room."It's time for Green Lantern to restore us to ou... proper forms,"he said.Of course, this wasn't the real Green Lantern but the Leaguemember impersonating him, and that would be...oh no!"We are not alone," he said, casting his gaze around the room."I detect the thoughts of another."'Green Lantern' was the Martian Manhunter, the member of theJLA she had been most wary of encountering because of. ”Lady. Not girl. Not whore. Not slut. Not prostitute. Lady.Angel turned from Dante to the bar tender. “What’s on tap?”He rattled off about four beers and Angel settled on a Bud Light. Dante raised an eyebrow, a smirk across his face.“What?” Angel asked.“You’re a beer girl huh?” Angel just looked at him for a moment. Was there something wrong with liking beer?Dante chuckled. “I was expecting something fruity.”“I like girly drinks too.” Angel knew beer wouldn’t sneak up on her like the hard. "As he stood up behind me, spreading his feet apart to put him at the level for penetration I arched back, sticking my ass in the air, and presenting my little pussy to him, my hips wiggling with excitement. I must admit to feeling quite a thrill when Uncle Phil said I had some "good pussy."So good that he needed it.I was already plenty wet just from having his cock in my mouth and the kissing and fondling, but when he said that I got all kinds of moist and excited. A was so wet and ready that. Although I was elated, I still tried to find a way back. I prayed for help. I went to confession (for the last time). The new parish priest, no more than 30, asking me all sorts of questions about what I'd done, where I'd touched him, where he'd touched me. But it was no use....talking about sex in the darkness and privacy of the confessional only arousing my desire still more. I now hungered for sex and the feeling of freedom and liberation it gave me. Now, just two months later, wherever I go.