‘Wait, he’s looking for a demon? Is it possible that he knows Xavier is here? Maybe he can help me!’Father Hauser sat in the waiting area by the...entrance to the tabloid building. He had managed to convince the chief of the magazine to see him, and hopefully he could get more information on the suicides. Behind her desk, a receptionist got a call through her intercom.“Father, he’ll see you know.”He nodded in gratitude and walked over to the closed office door, which had a window of blurred glass. The entire room was dark I could hardly make out much and then my wife got out of the chair eased onto the bed and I head a vibrator and then I heard it go muffed as she inserted it deep in her pussy. She was straddled me and she lowered her clit closer to my hard throbbing cock. She reached out grabbing the shaft with her free hand and holding it straight up she then lowered her clit down to the tip of the head of my cock. With the vibrator in her other hand holding it deep inside her pussy. "So they all died in the desert," I conclude. "That's a shame." I wonder..."He gets up and walks briskly over to the shelf containing theencyclopaedias. When he comes back he's carrying a volume entitled Who WasWho."It won't have foreigners in there, will it?" I frown."Chrysanthemum's an English name. It may just be that...ah, here's thelady we've been looking for! Our Frau von Witzleben was born Miss Whitmorein 1876. Her husband Werner was an anthropologist based at the Universityof Vienna.. One day I'm just finishing up some paperwork and can't wait to get home as I have a nice a lovely bit of pulled pork steaming away in the house, when all of a sudden a work experience boy comes in, Kenny. The last thing I really want right now is a long chat about what the future may hold for this boy but the problem with having an open door policy is you're forced to.So Kenny sits down and I ask him, "Well, can I help you with anything.. Kenny, is it?", he replies, "Um yeah that's my name.. I.