As she did, I could see the crumpled impressions in her breastplate, the mark of the monster's maw biting into her chest.The insectoid thing rose out ...f the flames, his gray, waxy carapace absorbing the heat. He stalked out after Nathalie. She raised her blazing sword before her, a tremble racing through her body. His mandibles clicked.I had to help them. I thrust my hand between my thighs and swiped up my pussy juices. I shuddered, my cream coating them as I opened my will to my Goddess. I. She recoiled as if slapped and looked to Dad for support; he’d just lit candle number thirteen. I wasn’t going to let Megan ruin MY day! “Oh … my … god!” It was Mum. I could hear the front door closing out in the hallway, and the sound of her heels clip-clopping across the hardwood floor just outside. “Please tell me I didn’t miss anything?” She said, still unbuttoning her coat as she entered the kitchen. She planted a quick kiss on Dad’s cheek as he lit candle number fifteen before playfully. Things were getting worse!“How am I supposed to live like this?” He kicked a rock, sending it flying off the trail, bouncing off of a tree, and ricocheting back to hit himself in the forehead, knocking him out cold.He awoke a few hours later, groaning as he sat up, he was in a bed. Rubbing the large knot on his forehead from where the rock had hit, trying to take in his surroundings. It was a small bedroom, the bed took up most of the space but there was a dresser near the door. He was still. Nevaeh, get your maroon dress out of the closet." Good idea!" exclaimed Nevaeh happily, extracting herself from under Carol and rushing to get it. I'm not into fashion, but I LOVE fashion where there's not much of it for the girl to get into. That dress of Nevaeh's has virtually no front, is even sexier than Carol's first special occasion dress, and it somehow manages to be FAR classier too (it probably cost nearly a hundred times more, so it should look classy). Although it's way more.