The plane was now vibrating as if it was about to desintegrate. "As I said, you can still save your own life. All you need to do is sign your name in ...our own blood on any sufrace." You mean... It's a demonic pact? I would sell my soul?" he asked nervously."Oh, don't be so dramatic. With all your misbehavings since your last confession years ago, did you really think your soul was due to some boring place with feathered assholes in dressing gowns?" she asked, chuckling at her own joke while. However, he knew he alone was the only one could keep a reign on Leroy`s sadistic tendencies, and as he didn’t want a corpse on their hands he was forced to remain. Leroy told the defiant Jane to stand and strip off her clothing. The woman a good shaped white trollop of about the 40year old mark, knew she must except the inevitable, she stood, jaw set and began the disrobing she knew would lead to the great pain and damage Leroy was eager to inflict, the first stage of her ordeal, that with. " "Very well then, take Amber's bags up to your Room while I get your Aunt settled." I grabbed the twin suitcases and headed up the two flight of stairs to my level. "You live in the Attic...how Mike Brady." Amber said. "Greg Brady, Mike was the father." "Are you sure?" "Yes I'm sure." I said. "Okay where do I sleep?" she asked. "You can take my bed, I'll sleep on the Air Mattress." I said kicking in the door with a back foot. "Wow!" Amber said looking at the furnished attic. "How long did this. Attimes they were heaviest on her, and at times on him, but each had helpedthe other through it, and they had come out stronger and more sure oftheir relationship. Their love deepened during the rough times, and glowedduring the times when no one was advising them to separate.Aaron had lost a good friend after the friend confessed he simply couldn'tbelieve that Aaron could actually kiss someone like Rachael. Thediscussion had degenerated from there. That was a sad day, but Rachael gothim.