It's what has made you immortal. But that doesn't mean you can't die, Bobby," she said with her arms at her waist while a mangled, half-dead sky-demon...crashed a few yards away, flailing wildly in its death throes."I can? I'm new to this, really, and no-one explains a damn thing in plain English, so it's -" That's why the demons wanted you here in the after-world, Bobby. To perform a ritual sacrifice, unlock the gateway and allow them free passage. We kind of forced their hand actually. They'd. “But maybe you should try on the other one for comparison.”“That’s what I thought, too,” Jayne concurred. “And then you can try on this one on!”Amy and Jayne moved closer to one another now, each assisting the other to disrobe in front of Eric. Amy kicked off her heels and spun for Jayne to unzip her, then rotated back again to loosen Jayne’s bow in return. Soon both women stood naked, their two incredible bodies paired for Eric’s viewing. Jayne reached into her bag to pull out the matching. “K, kinda need to spread these now,” I said. She relaxed and her legs fell apart.Her knees were no longer touching, but her thick thighs still were.“A little wider, sweetie,” Jess said. Reluctantly, she opened them fully. I don’t think she was particularly shy at that point, but it was a very vulnerable position she was in so a little apprehension was understandable.“Sorry!” she said, picking her head up enough to look at me through her thighs.“It’s ok, no worries,” I replied, her black mound. Even if we said we were just going to talk and hold hands...I still want, no need this.I glance at the clock, 145 pm, plenty of time to get to our rendez-vous. I debate jerking off to your photos just to take the edge off, but decide against it. I pull out of my driveway and head towards the statue.The statue commemorates Lewis and Clarke and blab, blab... its Northwest of Harlem and I55. The trails are way better maintained than when I was a teen and close to both of us. I feel real good.