"At a gesture, the cross begins to grow. Sarah shrieks and drops it, but it continues to grow, and as it grows turns to wood and spreads roots that bu...row into the ground. Finally it slows and settles, a gnarled T six feet high. The terrified mother stays crouched behind it.I look up to see the father, teeth clenched, charging at the demon with blood in his eyes and a table knife in his fist. I'm not sure why, but I step forward and land a solid uppercut. I boxed a little in college, so I know. "So, about that help," Jackson asked in a hopeful tone. He looked up at her face through the rounded peaks of her breasts."Shh, this part is tricky," Bab said.She squatted down until her knees formed right angles. A hand went down between her legs and rubbed along the lips of her sex. Her eyelids drooped half-closed. Her cheeks puffed in and out. She lifted her tail and Jackson saw something emerge.A brown something.Eww, not scat, Jackson thought.It wasn't. Not entirely. It started to swell. They all know who Norman is. They have the mathematical numbers that make up his facial profile recorded in their electronic facial identification software. If he steps in another casino, he’d be arrested. He’s won enough of their money beating the house with an unfair advantage, namely, his big brain. Besides his love of numbers and his love of his job, panties are the only other things that Norman likes as much. He can tell you how many people are alive, how many people are dead, how many. " "I do, Sandra, and both of you GILFs have silky smooth skin even at your age. You're still beautiful, and you know how to fuck too." "Well, having you and Pete with us all the time did make us sharpen our skills, but thank you. With the tool between your legs, you can make any woman love you beyond your wildest dreams, Joe. I know Keisha here loves you, but you better make damn sure that every day for the rest of your lives that you make her feel loved. It doesn't matter how much your dick.