The world still loves me and I get thank you cards and fan mail everyday. I have many staff that took 6 months to open all my mail and sort through it...all, the united world governments paying for it as thanks and afterwards we turned it into a fan club. I even make the odd personal appearance for charity functions. I also visit schools to teach responsibility. Amy got me one of those voice boxes so I could talk without using my voice. I try to read as much mail but a world and a million letters. The corpse was rotted and its putrid smell inflamed the very last of our senses. Yet tears are not to be shed for what remains of this, the last remnants of our humanity- for the child has no conception of pain. (Not then and not now) For on bended knee their faith is never in doubt, never in question. No pain is allowed. (Not then and definitely not now.) ‘Hush little one- for those iron clad horsemen have no business here’ The average (formally saintly) woman lied. See the defiantly hoofed. He doesn’t mind me getting naughty with females. But only with females. He is little possessive for me, especially related to male. He trusts me & I will never break his trust so he allows me to be with females. So I allow him & adjust with his physical needs.Now it was my turn to fire my questions about her sex life. Shruti became sad & told me whatever problem she is facing. “Before her marriage & for the first six months of marriage, her sexual life was super active with her husband. Slowly. With that he pushed the door shut.I frantically looked around, but this was the top floor, with no other apartments, so the landing was safe. I could feel his cum oozing out of me, and knowing I couldn't go home like this, used my fingers to scoop it up, and with a shudder at what I was doing, licked it off my fingers. I put on my shirt, and once I figured I'd stopped dripping, I put on my boxers and gingerly started down the stairs. No one on 2, and no sound from our apartment on 1. I went.