You slowly crossed your legs, but not before allowing them a glimpse up your skirt.It was if they were suddenly in slow motion. Then all movement stop...ed as their eyes aimed at your pantied V. Only after your leg obscured the view did they move again. They continued to look back at your legs waiting for your eventual uncross. They knew the game and were in.Everything you did increased the stakes and pulled them in deeper. You had them all. What would you do with them, was the only question.You. “Exactly the way you’re built has rung my bell from the beginning.”“You too. But you know that’s not what I mean.”“Assume I don’t.”“Okay. I love you because you’re a bitch.”“Eddie?’ said Trevor. The rest of Eddie’s audience laughed.“She knows, Trev,” Eddie said. “She thinks Rache the Bache is the best song I ever wrote.”“It is,” Rachel agreed.“You’re a strong, willful, confident, manipulative cunt. And I love you for it. I wouldn’t have had nearly the fun I had if you didn’t push me. Made me. “I am your mother.” She whispered into his ear. “I am your father.” She whispered into his other ear seductively. She pulled away from him and looked into his eyes as of into his very soul. “I am all that has been…and now I am you, Adar.”She leaned in and bit into his neck. Blood streamed down onto his shirt. Ecstasy filled his body and the fear had been pushed aside. He was now floating somewhere other than the church. His body lost in the maelstrom of pleasure. He felt a pressure in his chest. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Stormchaser ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That was really good. It has been some time since I last heard from you. I hope that everything is going well and that you are in good health. I have been in one of those moods today. Where everything kind of seems surreal. Kind of like I am an observer who is there in the middle of the action but not really a part of it. It is weird. I feel like writing, stories, filled with hope and.