The Book does not pay heed. It tries to twist out of his grip, wanting to fall anywhere but into the pool of liquid blue fire that gapes at Victor's f...et like an icy maw.Another scream rises, this time from deep below Victor's feet, an unearthly cry of frustration and panic. A shrieking female voice erupts from the churning vortex of ice blue. "Tame it, Victor! Do not let it resist you! Give it to me! I need its power!"There is an ear-shattering wail of anguish, and then another of final. They had been together for so long.Lynn met Eric at college where he was majoring in interior design and Eric was an aspiring architect. Lynn was twenty-one and Eric was twenty at the time. They met at the Gay/Lesbian Club at the university. Lynn remembered that day so well.Eric came onto him in the club's lounge. Lynn was immediately smitten by this gorgeous man. Eric had jet black hair, and golden brown eyes. He was as muscular as a Greek god and Lynn thought about the old clichés gazing into. She tipped her head back and opened her mouth showing him her come covered tongue and tonsils before gulping once and opening wide for him again showing him her now empty mouth.“Your one filthy slut” he said pulling up his pants and trousers. “See you around hopefully” he said as he turned to leave pushing past me in the hallway but never looking directly at me. He left slamming the door as the first man had and Alice had scored again.“Not bad Alice at this rate your stupid fucking mother will. Turning around, I once again straddled her butt and bent her legs up at the knee, putting her cold but still damp soles in my face. I started nuzzling them, licking them, sucking them, rubbing oil all over them until my face was as oiled up as her feet. My cock was hard, as you can imagine, and she felt it rubbing against her butt cheeks and told me how desperately she needed fucked. I suggested she roll over, and I dumped a squirt of oil all over her chest and said, "I'm not ready to fuck you.