I can even write them off as business expenses,’ Dad bragged. ‘I’m confused,’ said Jeff. ‘I didn’t think you were coming to the wedding. I...thought you objected so strenuously you weren’t even going to be there. ‘I planned on getting you a set of pictures in case you had regrets in the future. Are you saying you want to come to our wedding?’ And, fight fans, the blood is flowing. ‘This is just a misunderstanding. Of course we don’t want to miss our only child getting married,’ said Dad. ‘I’m. She was a tiny bit flustered, like a teenager meeting a blind date. "Thank you. I--will you have some coffee--perhaps brandy with it?"His eyes touched her body, slid down into the opening of her robe to feel along the dusky cleft between her breasts. Luaralee drew a deep breath, lifting her tits, and Chris's eyes lingered upon their lush mound, at the anticipatory stiffening of her nipples."Yeah," Chris answered, "Please." Tearing away, his eyes, he said to the kids, "You two look as if you've. ~~~She was pulled out of her trance like state with a jump when she felt the sudden pressure of liquid rushing into her ass. She knew exactly what this was - the bottles of piss each friend had been asked to bring, saved over the day and together adding up to a brutal amount for an enema. It was poured in slowly, but relentlessly, and she whimpered first in discomfort and then pain as her belly struggled to accomodate the sheer volume being forced into it. She felt his unmistakeable touch, his. With his wounds and disorientation, he wasn’t fast enough.But the Angel was. In an act of sheer desperation, his guardian had wrenched his spirit partially free of his physical body. Somehow the ghost sword had parried the physical one. The shock of it reverberated through him. The angel was strong, but spirits in the Ways were always much weaker when they tried to influence the physical world. The Old Man’s metal blade struck the ghostly one like a hammer. It barely deflected, missing Caine’s.