"What? I haven't heard about —" Trust me, Tom!" I do, John, but her? Come on. You know some of our church leaders have been calling her a potential ...rouble source." Yeah, but that's just their opinion. You should stop listening to those dinosaurs. They're on the way out. It's only a matter of time. The way they pervert our religion's teachings does nothing but ruin lives." That's not true, John!" Tom declared, and then paused.Wait a second, he thought. I've been following their philosophy more. “This is what I usually do” she replied. I was surprised by her response. I thought most girls her age were adept at rubbing the hell out of their pussies. I decided to take things a step further. “Let me show you something” I reached forward to take her hand in mine. She pulled back, resisting. “Let me show you, Rachel” I whispered grasping her hand once more and guiding her fingers to her clit. With me guiding, she started rubbing circles around her hard clit and began to moan. “OH,that feels. On Saturday afternoon I got brave & decided to see if it was true. As I drove through the park, there were plenty of men out & about, & it was obvious what they were after. I parked next to a van. It was rocking and through the window I could see a white guy fucking a black guy from behind. I felt a stirring in my pants and started walking through a wooded area that surrounded the park looking for prospects. As I rounded a corner I came about 20 feet from a man staring into my eyes. He. ‘Chia, you didn’t! You made that doll come to life? But if you did that, wouldn’t you need to give it a soul? What did you do?!’ Chia sort offlinched at the accusatory tone that Anna was talking in. ‘Anna, don’t say it like that! It’s not like I killed someone for their soul or something! He told me that he was killed, and his body was burned. His soul went into a pin that he was carrying, and I found it a few days ago and put it on the doll. His soul transferred into the doll, and the rest was.