The buzzing sound of the clippers was like a vibration from the top of her head, trickling down to her groin. Around her ears, nape and all over her h...ad, with no guard attached, she was now completely shorn except for a tender, velvety pelt of silvery-blond coating the scalp. The clippers were switched off, and Gregory immediately pulled out, forcing her down towards the cushions and blowing his ejaculate all over her freshly shorn head and neck. The sensation was warm and creamy. As he. Icontinued unperturbed, speaking with a kind of calm disinterest onewould have reading a shopping list. "It all happened because I wastricked by a evil spirit called Lust. She stuck a ring on my fingerthat I can't take off, and now it's changed me into a Japanese nymphowho's apparently some kind of super-Thrall. Whatever that is. Got allthat?"She stared at me for several moments, a myriad of different expressionsrunning across her cute features. Every time she looked like she wasabout to say. “Fat chance,” I retorted as she turned to walk away.“Fat chance of what?” She turned around and asked, “Of you being in bed or me wrestling you down?”“Either,” I responded and right then she grabbed me. Shocked, I could do nothing but watch as she pushed me to the ground and straddled me, pinning my hands to the floor.“Hey!” I objected, “That hurt!”Jennifer smiled and tightened her grip.“Let me up!” I demanded.“What’s the magic word?” She asked, and as she did, I realized something awful. My. “You were a witch! It was my duty to kill you! I ran you over! What are you still doing here?!” he confessed, as the entire congregation gasped. Two off-duty police officers arrested him during the sermon. I ‘encouraged’ him to do a proper confession at the police station. True to the legend, I continued to visit him in prison. He still refused to remorse.My family made contact with John, where he offered to drive the funeral guests free of charge. I was proud of him for this. It felt awkward.