” Charley smiles and drives on.We cut to a close up of a young lady – blonde hair barely reaching her shoulders, a wide friendly smile, no make-up...just naturally, healthy, good looks. Not a head-turner, but a very good girl-next-door type. She speaks with a pronounced but playful French accent, “Hello, my name is Julie Durand ... I’m 29 years old ... And I live in London, but originally, as you can tell, from France ... Aaaand ... I like to have fun!”We cut to home video footage of Julie. “Yes. I know that’s a good thing because it represents a step closer to the afterlife, but it all happened so quickly that I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.”“I’m sorry, but that’s me - I get things done.”“Don’t be. If it weren’t for you, I’d undoubtedly have been overwhelmed by everything involved in trying to get Emily’s body retrieved.”“Now we’ve done that, I’d like our own private celebration. I want to sleep with you. Since you’re no longer a priest, your vow of celibacy doesn’t. Got it slut?? ?Yes Ma’am she sobs?.? Well slut I’m almost a believer, I still need to make sure though?, so pulling up the short stool I grab a 14’’ knobby dildo and sit in front of her. Swiping the heavy dildo thru her pussy crack it’s now covered with wet thick girl cum and blood and I jam it all the way in her pussy violently bottoming it out. This also elicits searing pain as Stacy screams out. I’m past worrying about un wanted visitors, so using both hands I ram the dildo up and down as. But the intensity held there, both women drifting gently into and out of sleep. A few tender kisses were exchanged during moments of wakefulness.Overall, the feeling wasn't of domination. More of closeness, Katherine concluded. Certainly nothing that could be construed as a play for power.Was it all to lull her into a false sense of security, so that she could be caught unaware when the real games began? Or maybe it was just a matter of pacing, to allow the sexual tension to build. Perhaps this.