Then around dark things began to slow down. Just a few more and I’d be done for another year. That’s when my doorbell rang and when I opened it th...re stood the most gorgeous creature I’d ever seen! No, not the Trick-or-Treater…the mom!She was probably around twenty-three or four and had long, luscious, wavy brown hair down to her breasts and what looked to be brown eyes. I was so captivated that when her little three-year-old said “trick-or-treat” I didn’t say or do a thing. My eyes were glued. She moaned, breaking the kiss. He pressed both her boobs, again. She moaned, ‘Ah’.Every time he pressed her boobs, she writhed in pain. The pain she liked. He started French kissing her neck. She had long and wide nipples. He flicked and pinched her hard nipples inside her tee. She was enjoying. She had craved her boyfriend’s bare hands on her boobs and he had craved his girlfriend’s soft breast skin. The most he craved was the, ‘Ah’, ‘Ah’ she would do when he would press her boobs hard.His. ." Saddle up? Really?" I shook my head. "My vote is I leave! Tell you what, I'll take Bianca so you can have your way with one or however many you want to throw off the roof." Too late," the Professor said. "They're all here!"We had knocked down the walls I'd run through. It opened the floor up enough for everyone in the old and new group to watch the proceedings."Why are they all looking at me?" I asked.The Professor and John-John avoided my eyes."Why are they all looking at me?"Bianca and. Citizens in other cities are a bit jealous and want their own Angels! There are reports of a slow trickle of former ‘important people’ leaving cities all over the country now,” the harried reporter informed everyone.“An Angel I know is going to be very busy in the future! Hell, Linda, this is going worldwide. People in other countries are watching the United States, very carefully. Speculation is ripe about just where and when another Angel will appear. And in what country!” Jessie told.