It also meant the Fag-Hag wasn't the onlyskilled witchcraft mason in this town, not anymore. But our world has legions of skilled witches. My occult d...inking sistertold me more than once, that many thousands of occult crazies really dorule (secretly) over our fractured world. Well organized cultist too,not exactly fans of God nor humanity. Those ultra rich, secretive andpowerful characters, of course. Misusing their stranglehold of control over central banking cartels, BigOil, corporate 'news'. 'I nodded, she was right, it was the only plan we had and atleast we were doing something.Heather appeared and looked at us suspiciously. 'Everything allright?' She looked from Angela to me and I guessed she thoughtAngela was distraught about me leaving, that I was a dreadedlesbian!'My friend's got problems with her boyfriend,' I explained.'Oh,' Heather said and I could tell she wasn't convinced.'What's his name?''Edward,' we both said.Angela pointed at me through the last of her tears. 'He's. Maine unka peticot aur aur penty nikala aur apni bhi jeans and underwear nikal ke unko apni baaho me leke kiss krne lga. Mera lund unki choot pe rub ho rha tha aur wo pagal hoye ja rhi thi. Mujhe khud se chipkane lagi. Jorr se. Maine kha bhabhi abhi to maze aane baaki hai. Abhi to aapko bed pe bandhunga mai. Bolti jo krna hai kr. Ab mai teri ho chuki hu.Fir maine rassi ko charo side me bandha aur unke haath aur per chaaro side bandh diye. Aur jaake fridge me se ice le aya. Ek ice cube maine. She kinda folded her arms over her chest after a minute, either because she was cold now or embarassed, I couldn't tell. I upheld my end of the barter and removed my own shirt as well. Then, I chose Truth.Her question was quick and abrupt. "Do you masturbate?"I was a little surprised she knew about masturbation to be honest, but without much hesitation I responded, "Yeah, I tend to do it almost every night before bed."A small awkward silence was proceeded by her saying, "Ok. My turn I guess,.