He lost reason, wanted to die, consumed by unadulterated hatred, yet was feeble, capable of only loosening his voice until it, also, was too hoarse to...make a sound.Eventually he was brought to a physical and mental stillness, in the same wretched pose, whilst his Evolutionary Ascension proceeding toward failure.... The energy signature of the Evolutionary Ascension rattled the Immortals to their core, not because of how unexpectedly it happened in this particular moment, but due to what their. Her throat grasps your cock, and somehow she makes it even tighter. You moan and gasp. My cunt is so fucking wet. I am thinking to myself, ‘When will he fuck her?’ I am longing to see you fucking her from behind. Taking your pleasure. Knowing the treat that is in store for her. Her reward for giving you such pleasure. Your precious come, which we both agreed will be hers alone. I am but a spectator in this. Later, my reward will come. Finally, after what seems like hours, you grab her hair. Edgar tries to remember the actual name of the baseball stadium but cannot. He tells himself that he will look it up when he gets home. The stadium was torn down in 1957 and the Fountainbleau Hotel was built there but now it’s used as dorms for students of Xavier University. He continues down Tulane Avenue and turns onto South Broad and then onto Poydras Street. He drives past the Superdome thinking about his work at the hospital but mostly about his life. Whenever he gets upset over something. Show ‘em your undie-pants. Thass what they wanna see. Ain’t that right boys? You wanna see some panty. Don’t ya?" Please…Don’t…Don’t make me…" Jolene whimpered "Not all the way up…They can see my legs…Isn’t that enough…I…I don’t want to show them my…my…Oh please don’t…" Hey, Lem" Jude grinned "Ah got a better idea. Turn Mom aroun’ an’ git her ta bend over that chair." Almost relieved the she didn’t have to show panty to the little boys, Jolene turned and, bending over, rested her hands on the.