”“Praetor, record this judgement,” Elaine called into the air, hoping to end this sad soap opera and get on with the festivities.‘This judgeme...t is recorded in history,’ the Praetor replied in all their minds.‘Just incidentally,’ Elaine privately asked the Praetor, ‘A ‘Carte Blanche’ has submitted herself to another for the sake of justice. What does that make Beth?’‘The Second Phoenix is a unique being,’ the Praetor replied. ‘However, she has not been awarded the status of ‘Carte Blanche’,. Kind of aching. Too early to deal with my senses, it seems.“Oh well, good morning to you, darling. And to your lovely elbow,” yawns my man. “Can you feel my morning wood, eh?”Of course I can. Spoon sleeping has its ups and downs. I love to rest in his arms, to sense his warmth on my back and allow my shoulder being stroked by his breath. Hours later, I may get a numb arm or the aforementioned wood poking between my thighs. Biological reflexes and automations. Until it sticks closer and closer. She did have several of the “outfits” she had purchased with her in her rather large purse.Jackie was unexpectedly calm as she waited near the bar to see Kevin, but accepted the offer of a drink from the bartender and was slowly sipping on it when the first dancer, Kate came on stage. There were only about 5 men at the club at this hour, but the bartender assured Jackie that by 1:00, the club would be packed. Kate was probably about 19, had a nice slim figure but obviously had implants as her. She was nothing but a beast to be hunted and consumed, from now on.Her tight juicy thighs rippled as she passed me in the hallway."Creep" she sneered.Yes, I am.But I had feasted on her enough.I think I was at ten resets, last count.I was getting tired of the taste of my sister's flesh.I had cooked it every which way imaginable.Now it was time to move on.Maybe it was time to rest and live my life for a while.It was time for my last reset before tomorrow.So I slit my.