Something powerful enough to make Death shake and cower. The booming increased then a multitude of winged? Angels? Appeared before her. Beatrix wasn�...t sure. Then a voice spoke to her.“Beatrix, I have felt the pain that you are feeling. If we restore him to you, then will you relinquish the scythe?” The beautiful, powerful voice asked her.“As long as I can be there with him, watch him grow, not cut down by a drunk idiot. I also want to remember with extended life.” Beatrix knew she was pushing. “Brian, can I ask you a question?” she whispered softly.“Sure, I guess so.” I answered.She took another sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving mine.“Do you find me attractive at all?” she asked.“Uh ... you’re kidding right? Alexis, you’re gorgeous, but you don’t need me to tell you that.” I responded.She looked down into her wine glass for a second, a slight smile crossing her face, then back into my eyes.“Then why haven’t you made a pass at me yet?” she asked, her fingers still stroking my. "Are these the panties I was wearing yesterday?"His face was as red as an enflamed cock-head as he slowly replied, "Yes." And what's this?" she asked as she turned the panties inside out, exposing a mottled clump of milky goo clinging to the silky black fabric. "Did you just jack off into these?"Zach slowly nodded. Alicia looked at the wad of semen sticking to soft material. 'My God, look at the size of that load. It's massive, ' she thought to herself. She found herself instinctively licking. ”“If your control over your desire is so strong, why do you say you’re weak?”I chuckled, “Because sex feels good, and it’s fun, and if it won’t hurt anyone, I’m VERY interested. And that is when my weakness kicks in.”“You’re going to try to fulfill the pool table fantasy, aren’t you?”“Maybe,” I replied with faux innocence.“Let’s get out of bed and get some breakfast. May I suggest a course of action?”“You may.”“Spend a little time alone with Violet and test the theory.”“You’re trouble, Miss.