.” he said, putting the illustration before her.A tiger snarled, dripping blood from claws, the same three demons dead on the ground before her, sli...ed to ribbons. Around the edges were the same types of detail as on Jason’s sketch.“The tiger is confident she will triumph,” Biming said. “She has fought many times, won and lost ... triumph, she knows, does not require victory. Her skill is her virtue.”“I will be honored to wear this. I’ve considered getting ink before, but never imagined. On the way back out I say a sign that said showers and I figured at least I could piss while I was looking.As I turned the corner I was taken buy surprise. Amber was straddling the bench with her dress over her head and scratch marks all over her back but even more alarming was a small wine bottle that was half way in her pussy and the puddle of cum that had leaked on the bench. I tried waking her but could tell she was on some type of drug. My first thought was to call the police but then I. ”“I’d like to talk to you if I can, grandmother. There is much I need to learn.”She hissed. “Child, that’s a very bad idea and I won’t permit it. Hasn’t your father told you anything?”Jake slid the last part of the loyalty control into place. It wasn’t quite as strong as what he had done to his father.“Oh, my,” she said softly. “You be a very dangerous child. How did you do that?”“I’m parked in front of your house. May I come in? We can talk.”“The damage is done, cheri. Come on up.”Jake. She stomped away, and my head began spinning with possibilities. Can I get her to eat my cunt? It was definitely something to think about.After school, Rena picked me up in a van and I asked, "Do you have a secluded place to please me?" My Mom likely wouldn't be home for another hour, but I couldn't risk it. Plus, my younger sister could be home (she was involved in a lot of the geek school activities... debate, SRC (Student Representatives Council), chess club, UN club to name a few), but I.