And, put a finger inside and fuck me with it. Uh, mmm, yes, perfect." I went along as she continued to moan and tell me how good it felt. Then, it all...happened. "UUNH, UUNH, UUNH, uh, uh, oooh, oooh, mmm, Stan, oh, you were perfect. Mmm, my pussy feels so good, just keep doing it, mmm." and her hands were on my head, running her fingers through my hair, moaning as I kept licking the juices that formed so abundantly. She loved it so much that I just kept on and on, licking, tonguing, slurping. So she couldn’t cross the barrier made with black soot, while the amber circle beneath the paranormals trapped them. Or at least, that’s how it looked.Perhaps they were in a stalemate? Unlikely. The trap had been set with a purpose. Perhaps she intended to undo the wall barrier, and then kill Damien and his group with the shotgun? If she did that, she opened herself up to being shot back, as the amber circle didn’t seem to block things like his sword. Both barriers were magical in nature,. You were so happy.Five years ago, that ended at the front bumper of a van. Some drunk idiot, coming home from a company party. He hadn’t even noticed. The police found him two blocks away, snoring at the wheel of the vehicle he had gently run along a building. The blood of your wife was still on the front.You don’t hate him. It’s not that you’re a good person, you just can’t find the energy for that kind of emotion any more.The company paid handsomely, aware that they should not have let the. Monday, July 5, 1971The sun was coming in when I woke up. I was alone, and that in itself was an odd feeling. However, I still had Rachael on my mind. Something was missing. Putting that feeling aside for the moment, I scanned everyone and they were all still asleep, except for Anna. She wasn't feeling well."I'm pregnant, Michael!" she snapped when I inquired."Then get your pregnant butt in gear and meet me down in the Dining Hall for coffee," I told her.The Dining Hall was mostly empty when.