Except I had a guess—I was almost certain—about what you were doing and it wasn’t a demon. I figured you were working to give people some hope u...til the end, and you’d decided that something mysterious would help with that. I figured you found a whore who believed the extra boundary would be enough to protect her.”“Giving people hope until the emergency is over is a lot of this. The hope will help give them the strength to carry through,” I said.“Not the emergency. The end of Passion Mill.”“Why. His cock was back to full strength, and deep inside her. Then Jim moved his mouth to her breasts and started sucking them into his mouth. This made Mickie horny as hell.“You really do like my tits, don’t you Babe?” Jim broke away and answered, “Oh yeah. They are perfect. I can’t get enough of them”He went back to sucking while Mickie moved her hips in a circular motion and also squeezed her pussy muscles around his throbbing member. This elicited moans from both of them now. Mickie then. The construction of the place of worship on Sentinel Mountain was in full swing that summer.The Hatfield girls were on the site providing food, drink and a little bit of extra incentive to the men laboring all through the light of day to erect the symbol of their congregation’s desire to serve the Lord. In addition to the original related females that numbered ten, they had recruited fourteen young attractive women with a spirit of the Lord in their souls and the fire of love-driven lust in. Just the two of us. Afterthat, if you don't want it to go any further, I swear you'll never hearfrom me again."Terry stared up at Delgado. "'Kay." Wonderful!" he exclaimed, giving Terry's hand a little squeeze.Terry nodded slowly. "I...have to go...change," he said deliberately,eyeing Delgado carefully. "I'll go...put on something pretty...and thenI'll come back--later--and we will go have dinner. Together. Soundgood?" That sounds wonderful, my dear. I'll be counting the minutes!" Fab." Terry.