Where all the worst murderers, pedophiles, mutilators and rapists, even wiches and devil worshipers were buried. Some of them hung, others shot dead, ...nd even some burnt alive. It was easy to see what attracted her to this part of the cemetary. Many of them were misunderstood and lashed out because they were outcasted and exiled from society, like her. But unlike her almost everysingle one of them were men, even most of the witches were men. She always sat against the tombstones, in her sick. The ground rapidly approached and I, a once powerful entity of the heavens, braced eying the apartment building that was to be my landing site.The dull thud shuddered from the building and sent a quick jolt aching through my now mortal knees. The cracked rooftop now singed with ethereal embers. I chuckle reached my ears from behind as I stood to full height.“Ahh Balam, You’re late. I heard about your unfortunate errors above…” A fingernail sharp as a knife slowly cut down my back, drawing a. Understand?" Yes sir," Daniel replied as he removed his clothes.John smiled. "Good boy. You'll learn. Get over here so I can get a feel."Daniel walked to where John was sitting and presented his cock forinspection."Still a bit stubbly," John commented rolling Daniels cock and ball aroundin his one hand, checking Daniel's pubs with the other. "Every time youshower, I want you to shave again. Every time. I never want to feel anystubble." Yes Sir," Daniel replied, resigned to his situation."I. I created a false identity and have been living under the shadow of exposure, imprisonment or deportation ever since." I don't care," Emily replied, caring little about his origins."You don't know what it's been like, continually hiding your true identity from everyone, fearing what their reaction would be if they found out?" I can assure you that I do." Until now, I've never felt this close to anyone. I need to know if you can accept me for what I am." What should I call you?" Cyrus Maruk,.