“I am familiar with the spell, at least I know its name. Grond is a loyal Harajin and won’t divulge secrets, even to me. ‘Bakudan’, from the E...erian words ‘bakui’ and ‘dandora’, meaning ‘hidden from God’. The technique is only rumored to exist, as the Harajin do whatever they can to conceal their abilities. Better your enemy thinks you’re hiding one way rather than knowing you’re hiding another way.”“Yeah, I can understand that. Anything else you can tell me?”“I’m afraid not.” She looked down. She turned to see Rose studying a page in the book and rubbed some soot off of her cheek.“We should go, mom’s not here and I can feel a storm coming.” she touched her dark haired sisters shoulder as she spoke.“Yeah.” Rose closed the book and sniffled. The two made their way carefully past burnt out rooms and ashes of rose bushes and out to the opening of the path that led to the town. Celsia held her head high as they walked down the gently sloping hill, though with each step her heart sank. She moans, "That feels good honey." He moves down to her calves, then her feet, her ankles. He rolls her on her back and slides his hand over her chest. Chase, seeing how irritated her skin is, gently rubs the red flesh. His hands knead her breast, slowly flicking the nipple. "Oh god, you feel good!" Taking that encouragement, he kisses her but still rubs her chest. He now starts to tease her nipple with his tongue. A gentle nip to the left, a lick to the right, a pinch to her left, a nice suck. She was the epitome of an office professional and still pulled off being sexy. Her silk blouse was buttoned all the way up, but was transparent enough to clearly show the lacy black bra beneath, encasing what I could only imagine to be perfect breasts. Was that a hint of nipple pop? Her tight skirt was just above the knee and her legs were encased in sheer hose.“Which is your room?” I asked. I thought we had reached the end of the apartment when we finally made it through the living room into.