Since his father had died, she had done this about every other month. The only thing different about the day is that it was his little sister's birthd...y, so he had gotten up early and put in extra effort. He had always thought that his sister, Alisha, was a very attractive young lady, a thought which had always caused him to feel somewhat guilty. But in all honesty any guy would think this too. She was about 5'3, 32C-24-32, at the most she weighed 105, tanned skin with short dark red hair and. Turner said. "Bring the little whore in.Rebus pushed her and Erica stumbled forward into the house. The house was clean and comfortable-looking, with big, overstuffed chairs and soft carpets on the floors."Your clothes won't do," Mrs. Turner said. "We'll have to find you something else. I think one of my bras would fit you, although her may be just a little bigger than I am in the tits." Erica found herself alone in the bedroom with Mrs. Turner. She had no idea where Rebus had gone. She noticed. You really are a keeper! But let's take a shower first. You look like you've been in a fight!" I kissed her and went into the bathroom, and looked into the mirror. She was right; her menstrual blood was smeared all over my cheeks and nose, not to mention my cock and balls. And then I saw her in the mirror, standing behind her, her menses smeared on her face and the inside of her thighs. She looked absolutely beautiful, and I said so."Even as messy as I am?" I've never thought a menstruating. Before Mrs Jenkinson could open her mouth, Julia continued. She had been looking forward to this all day!"I agree with you, though, that fishmongers slab does need an occupant. Those two towel heads look a bit redundant standing next to an empty altar!"Her last remark was a reference to two men dressed in sheets and some kind of improvised turbans, meant to represent a pair of Druid Priests, each standing on one side of the altar, ready to perform the sacrifice when the time came. Mr Moss, the.