Just the thought of the abuse, the pain and terror that this poor unidentified woman had suffered before death made Michelle sick.Dehydration and star...ation had been the least of her problems. Circulation had been cut off from hands and feet long enough that the flesh had blackened and died. It had been theorized that she had been kept tied to something, probably a rough, wooden table from the scars and splinters found on the body's back.The fabric that had been found with the body, the square. "I'm so sorry, Mary. Believe me, I want to do this as much as you do..." Then let's do it! Screw the storm! Come on Dad!" She sat up, both hands grabbing his arm. Surely, she could make him see..."We wouldn't make it," he sighed, eyes meeting hers. "And I'm not going to risk losing you in a storm like this, like I lost your mother." She didn't die in a car crash, Dad! She just vanished!" All the more reason to keep you safe, Honey. Look..." He brought his free hand over to cover hers. "How. I had not even finished makeup and there was pre-cum forming without even touching myself. Next came the slightest rouge on the apples of my cheeks and a darker shadow just below to accentuate my cheekbones. I lined my lips with a maroon lip liner and filled my lips with a lighter shade of sexy lipstick, finishing with a generous application of luscious lip gloss.A sexy blonde-streaked wig with pretty bangs and gentle waves of curls barely touched my shoulders. I looked in the mirror and. Be well the people of Xendra live well." With that his eyes stopped glowing as the priest and the others rapidly left to amend the history.Well Ambrose thought at least we got that settled. Waving his hand forward both the leaders of the two assassin groups appeared. "I have returned all the lands that were once were yours and yours." He said to both groups. Motioning again a fiery red furred female was brought forward. "As I promised; about the land and your daughter."The leader of the Ocicat.