The palms of both touch one unto the other.Eyes flared wide in the starkest of terror made manifest; a reflection of nightmares echoing across the hor...zons of the mind, all is reversed to where up is down, left is right, inside is out. Self collapses inward and outward in one instant, a duality of paradox unable to exist within the mind and the universe.Too late does he understand the trap into which he has led himself.Soon all of his existence ended, in fire and storm yet he was beyond all. Sure, we still do things together but not as frequently as we did last summer or last year. You and Molly do more by yourselves now. Bob and Katelyn go places on their own. Our evenings are rarely spent doing things as a group. We talk at the gym but we don’t do much else all together. The relationships we have with each other and with our special person have started to evolve. At least you and Molly and Bob and Katelyn have started to evolve. Phil and I ... we haven’t had the chance to. He was watching this sweet little teen fingering her virgin hole… All of a sudden she disappeared. Dave panicked. Was that it? Where had she gone? He silently begged for act 2. Soon she was back with a stool and what looked like a hair brush. He was intrigued. Claire gently placed the stool in front of the mirror. Then she lifted the leg furthest away from the window and placed it onto the stool. Dave’s grip tightened further, his cock felt like steel. His hand started pumping harder. The hair. Not only pictures but video as you viciously used a hotel guest and, more importantly, were unfaithful to your wife.” All the colour drained from his face. My heart was thumping; it was quite thrilling to see this tyrant fall. Blackthorn’s hands dropped to his sides and his cock seemed to shrivel before our eyes. “So.” I said, “The worm has turned. And now you must do precisely as you are told, or risk the consequences.” “Do you have those pictures here?” He nodded, “In the hotel safe.” “You.