She is a conqueror, a temptress and a teaser, but only in her erotic fantasies: »You were masturbating in the dormitory again - sister Noris heard yo...! How many cautions did you get already?« »Two, Father Anselm!« »And: do you confess?« »Oh yeah, Father Anselm, I do?« »So: all my prayers were in vain? You still are a naughty woman and I certainly have to discipline you! Do you accept the punishment, Miss Sky?« He is so cute when he tries to be serious! But I don't know what he does with his. “Just like in the Arena huh baby?”“I’m not your baby anymore fool!” Then Trixie splayed her left hand and put it at my chest. “You want proof?” she said black lightning surging around her hand.“Do it kill me then if you have the guts!” and black tendrils lanced out piercing and drilling into my chest and throwing me into a duracrete wall. “Weak ass coward!” I strained getting up. “You can’t save me” and she vanished into the shadows.Stumbling over to my swoop bike I paused to catch my breath. Carl started to get that frightened look on his face again and grabbed the edges of the seat almost putting his fingers through the leather. Carl started to pale and he remained silent. Brenda was trying to figure out what was going on and ignored Carl. Cal got back into his seat."The rudder looks like it's loose at the top," he said."Check for the closest airport and we'll head for it, send a Mayday," Ron said calmly, "Give Dawson our position and destination."Cal checked the maps and found a. Of course we had to talk about it because it was her job after all. She told me that this guy was recovering from a car accident and required help with almost everything …including meals, medicine and bathing. She had not really brought these situations up before but there was just a bit something extra going on. She told me she of course had to help him in and out of bathing and getting dressed and all that goes with her job. She told me guy was very well endowed and every time she had to get.