“She said she could teach you how to do it, too. She says it’s not hard, you just have to know the trick.”“And you want me to learn this tric...?”“Oh my God, you’d be a fucking goddess if you learned that.” He realized that he might have gone too far in his excitement, but he was so caught up with the idea he couldn’t stop. “You’d be like a love and sex goddess. Like, Herm-Aphrodite or something.”“Herm-Aphrodite?” Ron stopped and looked at her as though he didn’t know why she didn’t. "“A tattoo? Of what? And where baby?”She paused for a moment, “He suggested that I get a small black spade tattoo baby; either on my right breast or my shaved pussy, or even both.”There was another moment of silence, “What do you think? Christy asked, “Would you mind?”“Wow,” I replied, “do you want to get it done?”She picked up her cell phone and showed me a couple of pictures of a black spade with a “Q” in the middle of it.“They would be like this baby,” Christy smiled, “The “Q” stands for. If you want me im yours..". A week passed and our texts became constant to the point I said i wanted to see her and kiss her, she told me her heart would pound and she starts shaking when thinking of me kissing and touching her. we didnt talk on phone incase someone hears her.One day my friend called me and told me hes going to meet a girl in manchester telling me that girl had a mate for me and asked if I wanted to go.. I thought about it and asked where was his lil bros? he said at school, I. Every man in the city that had survived wormwood had been exterminated. Tomorrow, Mark Glassner would die. Ziki, Fiona's monstrous daughter, had posed as Jessica St. Pierre for a year, placed to kill Mark with Mispach, a cursed dagger forged by Cain."I want another child," Chantelle said."Well, why don't we slip off into our rooms and we can work on it," I giggled. "Just stick that big cock up inside my pussy and I'll suck all the cum out of your ovaries." I want your child, Lana," she said,.