” Then, like I never really expect, she asked a question. Which question changed everything?“Anna, can I sleep with you tonight. Not just sleep, b...t sleep.” She hesitated a bit but got her message passed completely. I was spellbound by this feat and asked, “What happened to you?? All of sudden, what is this??” “Nothing. These days I’m craving for sex like anything. Been single after the breakup with Adarsh that’s why.” I hesitated a bit, I want to fuck her, but I hesitated. Then she was like,. She walked to the railings where they met the wall of an old boathouse. It was hidden in shadow but John could still clearly see them. She faced out over the river, dropped her underwear and leaned on the railings, raising one foot onto the bottom rail. She pulled her dress up over her perfectly curved hips and looked over her shoulder. “Touch my pussy Charlie. Then do what you want to it. I want you to feel what fucking a real women is like.” With that instruction, Charlie reached under her. ” “Oh, well then, I suppose it might make you feel less embarrassed about coming to the surgery in future.” Ruth quickly removed her skirt and dropped her knickers. Each of her outer labia was pierced six times with thick steel rings, and a flat piece of steel held her labia tightly together. “Is that permanent?” “The rings are, they are welded shut, but the plate can be removed if you have the key to the lock.” “What about your nipples?” Ruth removed her top and her bra. Her nipples were. Time and again, he accomplished impossible feats of strength and skill, earning favor upon favor from fantastical and godlike beings across the Cosmos, and later blessed as a Demi God by both pantheons of Good and Evil. After he meets his final end defeating a resurrected Bardarim, his soul was so powerful that it lingered on, unmoving and untouchable in limbo. Despite attempts by Malakir, the God of Death, the powers unknown has deemed it fit for the spirit of Skord to live on again and again.