"Aryanna," she said without even looking my way. "Has your mother sentyou in her place to chastise me?" No," I said folding my arms across my chest. "...ut you really should bein bed. It's nearly one in the morning. The rest would do you good."Athilda threw her head back and laughed, "I am dying, child. Rest willdo me little good."Athilda and I had had this argument before and I chose not to press thematter further. "I need your permission to sell a piece of land."Athilda turned to look me in the. I took her advice. I did all of these things. My body can respond in some fashion, I guess. But my brain never interprets these feelings as pleasurable or compelling. They’re not off-putting or gross. They just feel weird.I even sought out adult companionship online. I met someone I thought was really funny and cute. I liked him very much and felt the stirrings of… I couldn’t quite figure it out. He was clearly a sexual person and I thought if anyone could “cure” me of my disinterest,. " Take all the time you want," Rod said. Shortly after Betty's words trailed off he let out a little gasp as she licked the blunt end of his rigid shaft. "Suck it for a couple of minutes if you want to. I'll be able to last and then after I fuck you in both holes I'll give you another load if you want."Betty looked up and met his eyes. "Have you had any trouble fighting the girls away from this lovely joystick, Rod?" I've had my share of flirty glances," Rod said, grinning. "Not that they saw. “I sort of belong to both hell and heaven now. The devil has claim to my soul. Heaven has claim to everything else. I’ll be spending time in both places when I die… but just as I won’t taste the fruits of paradise I won’t feel the fires of hell. There should be some good conversation to pass the time though. I’m an angel of chaos or something. Technically I’ve ‘fallen’, but to be honest regular angels are waaaaay too stuffy anyways… sort of like Danny actually. I’ve got the best of both worlds.