Hannibal’s shaft pulses in response to the exquisite clenching of Will’s sheath around his tongue, deeply buried inside him. Only when Will’s co...k is straining against his abdomen, the tip extending toward his belly button, does Hannibal withdraw from him.Hannibal searches the covers for the discarded bottle, drenching Will’s furrowed opening, coating his fingers liberally and spreading another layer over himself, hand fisting over his glistening cock while Will watches, wide-eyed and. I went from vamp to gamine; go-go girl to glamour girl. Even a look shedescribed as "natural", though it took half-an hour to look like an air-brushed version of my normal self. I was completely enchanted! In themore complimentary styles, I'd nearly have mistaken myself for a girl!Always I was astonished by the amazing transformations of image that camefrom these pots of powder and paint! Looking at myself wasn't even the best part, though. Having someone doyour make-up is just the most tingly. He now had complete access to Helena’s phone. He saw she made three phone calls, and sent and received a dozen text messages since lunch, and there was almost a hundred stored messages and several voicemails he could access. He downloaded it all and began perusing them in chronological order. There was very little that could be interpreted as incriminating evidence of witchcraft. Jamie rubbed his temples in frustration, it seemed his hopes of not being a helpless witch’s puppet were entirely. Her eyes darted up to it, and she gasped. Someone, or something was typing a message below her unfinished summary:LOSYRA LOSYARA LOSYARA HOW I LONG TO TOUCH YUR FLESH AGAIN YOUR SWEET FLESH! OH LOSYARA LOSYARA YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFL MY LOVE! AND SOON YOU WILL BE MINE AGAIN! SOON WE SOON WE WILL BE TOGETHER AND YOUR FLESH WILL BE MINE AGAINThe typing stopped. Jennifer stared wide-eyed with disbelief at the black print glaring out at her from the screen. How was this possible? Had someone hacked.