The strange voice of Bauhaus's lead singer. The odd goth beat. She dropped more of her dress with each movement. Angela felt power. The church radiate... it out. Sex was her power. Angela radiated it out to everyone around. Now she would have him. Finally, she would have him. ***** Jill lay on the alter. Cliff was fucking her ass. It hurt. It hurt bad. He wasn't gentle. Jill was in heaven. She sucked a cock. Another guy brought his cock up and she sucked him too. She was helpless. She couldn't. Glastonbury was out of his chair and at her side like a bullet.By then, it was over. "Miss Kennedy?"She looked at him; she was pale and trembling. She tried to control her voice. "There'll be a new Slayer tonight. That cheerleader Valley girl just drowned."He stared at her in astonishment. "How could you possibly know that?" I don't know. I knew about the one before. It's going to be a real trial, if I keep seeing their deaths. I'm not going to have any confidence at all, come the day." Well,. I walked the few minutes to his house while he led me there with directions on the phone. Everything was dark, we had to whisper. The neighbourhood was nice and I was nervous to be caught, but my lacy thong was already soaked from the excitement. He met me at the back door in only his boxers and after a hushed greeting we crept through a dark, cheery looking kitchen into their second living room. I stripped of my jacket, shoes, sweater and we sat on what felt like a nice sofa. The only light. ”He turned to me but before he had a chance to speak I put my hands on his cheeks and kissed his lips.He responded and our tongues met under the moon. He held me closer, I pressed my body against him and I had thought he would try to touch my boobs or run a hand up under my dress but he didn’t. Instead we sat on the sun bed kissing.It was a bit uncomfortable because we weren’t really facing each other, but sitting side to side. On top of that my body was yearning for his touches; my nipples and.