And oh what fun it is to play with him,Carve him, hurt him, pleasure him, own him.I can hear the joy in his voiceAs he does mumble of my beauty,Joy as...I, quite incredibly did roll him,And raised my knees to my chinOh, I love it when he looks at me,Perhaps I am cruel, oh but I love his eyesI must see them longer. So I kicked him Sliding him off my bed. He keels nowOn my chamber box, as he caresses my feet.And his eyes violate me so pleasantly,With a free voice is he quite a charm,Now confident,. "Some sort of wicked witch? How on Earthare we ever going to get her to change you back if that's the case?" Oh for fuck sake Amy! Really? Wicked witch? I think some sort ofDemonic monster is more likely. And the goal here is totally not to'change me back.' The goal is to survive!" But wouldn't you want to change back if you could?" Into what?!" Keira hissed angrily. "God Amy do I really have to spellit out to you?" she proceeded to anyway. "Don't you see. I'm me! I'mKeira. This is who I've. Decontamination protocols now being enforced. Samplings of outside air now being analyzed.”I took this as an indication that Adam might not be anywhere near 100% if it has taken this long to detect something so significant.Adam continued his report, “Barometric abnormalities, indications of a 1,282-meter shift in elevation, Insufficient data for evaluation of readings, recommend physical inspection of sensors. Temperature 31°C, Cloud cover 76%, Humidity 85%, Wind out of the north: 3.22 km/h,. Sweet little Cindy, without a hair between her legsMoved on top of the table and told Grinch “Pound him ‘til he begs”On first inch, on second on third and a fourth, the Grinch pointed himself, like a compass toward true north!He was not half in when Santa lifted his chinCindy Loo slid beneath him and he sank his tongue inI admit I unzipped and began to rub my own rodAs old Grinch started swearing and calling “Oh, god!!!”When he had finally sunk every inch in Santa’s bum,He started fucking him.