Her long blonde hair lays sprawled over her shoulders. A dark tight skirt that hangs past her knees hides much of her beautiful legs, a silky white bl...use that lays loose over her frame, the first two buttons undone, exposing a hint of the thin white under blouse that hid the roundness of her breast, and of course, the black high heels. She looks professional, yet soft and sexy. The hot Librarian look.As I stare at her and rubbed my dick, I notice, to my surprise and horror, that my dick was. " I moaned back."I'm hornyyy" He looked up at me with a pouty face. I ran my fingers through his hair. "What do you want me to do about it?" I asked. He smiled at me because he knows I know what he want's me to do. "Come here you big nerd." I said and he got up and sat right next to me. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. I grabbed his cock out of his underwear. "Lani I love you." James said."Mhm sure you just love me because I'm doing this. But we're getting my way tonight." What do you. "Do whatever it takes!"We buried Karen in the Woodbine Cemetery three days later, on the twenty-fifth, next to Chasity and the six bodyguards that died in June. The Cunningham twins performed the funeral, dressed somberly in modest, black dresses. Tiffany, Mary's mother, wept the loudest as we buried Karen. They were friends, I remembered. Karen was the Nun that rescued Tiffany from the Warlock that made her a slave.Guilt and anger warred inside me as I stared at Tiffany. She was responsible. Seth said, "I've heard of it but the people involved claim that God healed them. They say it's a miracle from God."Udit shrugged and asked, "If God built in the tools to see and you see a sunset, isn't it still a miracle and an act of God?" He didn't wait for an answer. "That concept applies to healing too. Assume for a moment that all of us have the capacity to heal our own body but we don't know how to throw that switch in our heads to make it happen. In faith healing, it could simply be a.