"Not a stick," said Maeve dejectedly. She then looked up and continued, "Look, I'm sorry! That whole mess was my fault! I should have checked the ford...better." What is done is done. No sense in dwelling on it now," said her sister."How is Belle," asked Maeve."Oh ... she will be all right. She is sleeping now. I gave her some hot tea and wrapped her in the big down quilt. She did give me a scare there, for a bit, though," said Shaylee."I am glad she is okay, said Maeve. Then she turned toward. ” I say. “Thanks I’d love a bit of your cream.” Normally I’d try and flirt with you but I really want to get this done, I’m always full of ideas and I rarely have the luxury of enough time to write them all up. I get back to my story and keep writing until I’m finished then at the bottom of the page in big capitol letters I write ‘TITLE?’ and then I look up. “Karolina.” You say. “Hmm now that is a sexy name.” I write Karolina at the start of the story at the top of the page. “No my name is. My cock was no shrunk back to normal size maybe 2 inchesI walked into her bedroom an there on the bed laid cuffs and a selection of her dildos and butt plugs and a ball gag!Judi and my Aunt were both nude so I got excited again and laid prone on the bed as they cuffed my wrists and ankles to the bed frame. Then slowly they took some scented oil and applied it to my butt and inserted the butt plug quite easily. Their fingers opened my hole larger and larger with each finger.Finally the butt plug. They have no right to talk as I'm talking. They have no need to think about what I say either. If I say it, it must be true. I work for God after all.There was some fidgeting in crowd of teenagers.Who cares? Their next home will be in Hades.The Stones had not moved. They did not so much as twitch or blink.That's good. Absolute attention to what I say might save them.Maybe.Then I turned and looked directly at Jacob Stone. "By the grace of god I am here to talk to you. This funeral is for Sgt..