There was a half-bottle. I fetched two glasses and poured. "To us!" To us."I picked up her free hand and kissed it. "I love you very much. Don't be af...aid." I'm not afraid. Just uneasy." She put down her empty glass. We sat on the divan. I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. She threw her arms around me and squeezed. I reached out with my hand and softly brushed her lip. I ran my hand down to her chin and then to the back of the neck along her hairline. I kissed her very lightly.I reached. I was wrong!Since Liz turned 15 she has had a number of small illnesses. After seeing her Doctor time after time mom took her to the Santaroís and they prayed and prayed over her. I figured it was a con as mom had to pay for these pray sessions. I watched as they blew cigar smoke and poured rum around Liz and even sacrificed a chicken to their gods. Santeria is like Catholic Saints Name given to African gods and really silly like voodoo.On Lizís final trip to the Santeria place of. There was too much to process all atonce, and I could tell Claire was in the same boat. "My head," shemoaned.I knew there was something that one could take for a headache, but Icouldn't remember the name of it for a good long time. I had to crawlpast the thicket in my brain to retrieve even the simplest information.It was crowded out by sensations, visions....Compulsions. Commands. Programming. I felt them inside me, eventhough I didn't know what they were. I realized that I couldn't. " She whistles and he hears the door open and after a few moments shut again. There are footsteps heading towards him, and he can sense someone is already standing by his face. "Open wide slut" she says with a laugh as she slaps his balls hard. He gasps and his mouth is wide, then suddenly its full. He can tell immediately what is happening. There is a man fucking his face. As his Mistress continues to thrust into his ass and occasionally bring him to the edge of an orgasm, he is being.