With that, they had given up any call they might have had on the "White Christ". Oh, the Holy Roman Church would still kill me for being a warlock and...being bonded to a demon and Rose for being a demon but they couldn't say we were poaching. Devoted followers of the "White Christ" could also have what they called guardian angels. The "angels" weren't what christians thought they were but not something I wanted to fight right now though.With that, the guys dragged her roughly to the center of. Inspected herself to affirm that everything down there appeared normal, and she slipped a fingertip delicately inside herself every time she washed, but that was it, and it was always strictly platonic. She’d never played upon her own womanhood in that direct and intimate manner that seemed so.. fascinating to her now. She was now certainly intent on changing that, and in a bold way. Brilliant pink wildfire had burned away the last vestiges of that shroud of ignorant indifference which had. The Small Boat Basin is on the North West. We weren’t going to be at the Basin at 0800. Nope.And since we were going to be late anyway ... we had breakfast. It’s what McDonald’s does in the morning. It’s a Navy Base ... they take dollars.“You want to take the ladies shopping? Or go with us?” I asked the driver.At the word shopping he began to perspire freely.“I can’t leave the car.”“It sucks to be you, then. They have a million dollar debit card.”“Oh God, fuck a bunch of regs. I’m going with. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the light. There was Carol sitting on the counter in a schoolgirl outfit. She wasn't wearing panties and her legs where spread. She was playing with herself. She looked so sexy rubbing her clit. She was moaning and just kept playing with herself like I was there. I just stood in the doorway to the kitchen watching her play with herself. After a minute she started rubbing harder and faster. I knew what was coming next. She was. She rubbed and moaned and.