His presence made her confident, even when terrified, his approving look and nod and his sarcastic jokes that broke the ice when she wasn’t sure.The... had stopped for a few breaks with the instructor, for catch ups and revisions, who was very patient, giving them both hints and tips, explaining how tides affect the surf and what to look for to catch the best waves.They were soon in deeper water, sat on boards, waiting for waves. The instructor had moved onto other classes but was monitoring. He grabbed her by the throat firmly enough to alter, but not cut off, her breathing. "You'd better do it right this time, you fucking cunt, or there will be hell to pay!" he warned her, squeezing a bit harder on her throat for a moment. "Yes, Mathh..." she started to reply when, tired of her explanations and excuses, he shoved his cock down her throat. He held on to her throat, enjoying the feeling of his cock as it expanded her throat as it slid in and out. This time Vivian was able to take. "But ... I felt them die," I said, utterly shocked by Bryce's revelation."Believe me, John. I'm just as shocked, but Father Bryce is far more sensitive to these things that I am and I've never known him to be wrong when it comes to the forces of darkness," Antonelli replied,"As opposed to humanity," chuckled Bryce."As it is, he's the equivalent of a surgeon's scalpel to my hammer," Antonelli added with a wry smile. "And if he says these women have had their souls stolen, then that's what has. The whole place was like the set of traveling players, designed to hide what was going on backstage.Every building had a facade that created the illusion of uniform construction, though the structures were actually built from a hodgepodge of materials ranging all the way down to baked mud brick. The buildings were close together, lining the streets and the outskirts of the village, leaving large areas of open space in the center of the blocks. The empty lots served a practical purpose as a.