I heard a slight creak and saw that the chair was turning. Her toes rubbed against my hand, and I pulled back with a start, banging my head against th... desk. “Ooh!” I moaned. “What’s going on? Do you need some help?” she chirruped. “No. I know what I’m doing,” I said after a short hesitation. I reached out for her ankle and caressed it, at first shyly, then more confidently. She didn’t move, nor did she say anything, as if she wanted to encourage me. My hand moved up and started to massage. “Eh... ? ‘Martial Mortal’? ‘Immortals’?” Approximately five seconds after Supreme Ruler Ariel opened his mouth; Zax awakened from the immersed state in his new strength, just to have a flood of questions surfacing in his mind.Unable to entirely calm down, Zax managed to stop exuding kinetic energy and turned to Supreme Ruler Ariel with a serious, a tad frustrated, questioning countenance. “Sir, Supreme Ruler Ariel ... why?”Only after he finished asking did Zax notice how obscure he sounded. But. She had realised that she actually had a good voice, and that money could be made as a singer; furthermore, a trained voice would be more saleable than an untrained one.It was some weeks into the singing lessons when Father Reilly's self restraint finally snapped."There's something wrong here," he commented, "You are not breathing at the right times in the song." I can't just keep on singing without breathing," she pointed out."Don't be pert with me, miss," Father Reilly admonished, "You will. You’re not going to tear.” I pinched my eyes closed. The sting from my stretched opening was real, intense, and I made a conscious decision to focus on Hillary’s hand on my back. She was comforting me, her soft hand rubbing circles on my skin. I took a deep breath, then another, and finally relaxed. Hillary could see and feel me calm and once again worked to glide her carved toy inside my taught hole. “There,” she said, the circular strokes on my back temporarily stopping. I slapped at the.