This website must have had a profound effect on the man as I noticed a printout of it on the wall next to me with large chunks of text highlighted. I ...ooked further through his bookmarks and found more sites not just about this society but others, all with the theme of longevity or immortality. Some were in-depth scientific work, others were more arcane pieces, detailing spells and the like. I switched the computer off. It gave a thankful sigh and shutdown. Around the desk there were various. A dutiful soul, Leslie had kept her bargain with Prof. Kiley, and had told him all the details of her sex session with Lisa. Mysteriously, he seemed to know of every detail, even before she told him anything. It was almost as if he had been watching the entire time that Lisa had pleasured and tormented her. But that was impossible, Leslie told herself. She could never bear the humiliation of having someone else observe her being so sexually ravaged.Getting through her teaching schedule, so full. Her pendant, a shield with bat-like wings, hung loosely from a chain about her neck, with a matching one adorning the armor of every knight in her small band."If you keep giving sermons like this, you're gonna drive the rest of those confused people away too. This is the first and last time I'm attending, but I got business here!" the plucky captain shrugged, leaning back further in the pew and spreading both arms. The priestess gave no further argument, instead simply finishing her sermon with. Up until the day of the accident, Samantha had been a normal teenager. She lived in Manhattan, New York, in an apartment with her mom, who worked as an investigative reporter for the Daily Tribune newspaper. Her father was a police lieutenant in Manhattan, and he was one of the city's best and most highly regarded officers of the law. Samantha's parents had divorced when she was ten years old, due to irreconcilable differences.Samantha attended John F. Kennedy high school. Her grades were.