I blinked and brought my hand upward.?What’s this?? I demanded, rubbing my fingers across the scar. I knew what had happened. I had the memory of ...he nail piercing my skin. But the dermal regenerator shouldn’t have left a scar! My eyes quickly located a similar mark on my left wrist. I lifted my foot. Sure enough, my ankle had the same scar.Leahr smiled warmly. ?Think of it as a mark of achievement. It’s not every girl that can say they were crucified for our Lord.? His eyes narrowed. . She was 14 years old at the time. "Jenna, that is not the boys fault, and he needs a home."A week later, the boy had moved in with Jenna and her dad. Jenna hated Mark very much, and blamed him for his mothers death. Mark felt all alone, and only had his teddy bare leftover to remind him of his father - everything else he owned was taken from him. One night, Jenna snuck into Marks room. "Mark! Wake up you good for nothing mom-killer. Dad is fast asleep, if you don't do what I say, I will. Erin may have lost her mischievous attitude, but nothing had changed about her brazen sexuality. As I made the call, she slipped out of the cab, buck naked, and opened the back of the Navigator. In just a few quick moments, she folded down the rear seats, clearing enough space for us both to lie down comfortably. "Come on back here Ryan, you might as well get comfortable with me."I just shook my head, bemused by her single-mindedness, and I began to believe that she might really be crazy. No. Necked and Sarah was fast asleep. ”She,s fast asleep.” I told my aunt. She poured out another glass of wine and announced she was just going to put on her pyjamas. Fifteen minutes later she came back in just a baby doll nightie with brief black lace panties and no bra so I could see her small yet firm titties under the sheer material. “Strange pyjamas!” I commented as she sat next to me and raised the glass to her lips. “ Too hot for them. Are you complaining then? You have seen auntie s tits..