No more. “They are the ones who are evil, Davariel. They torture and kill each other in the name of God and blame Lucifer for their woes, when they ...re the only ones to blame. They are beneath us, pretty angel. The other angels only wish to go home… to Heaven again.” The wind dried his tears. His soul seemed to shrivel up and die, leaving him empty, except for the hatred that ran through his veins like bitter poison. “Cut your wings. Be our master. Be our dark prince. Once you let Lucifer out,. She never even thought about that. It wasn't right."Speechless, huh?" Liz laughed."How did you come up with this?" Mary finally regained her speech."Easy, I used a service that I found on the Internet before." Liz smiled very wide."An escort service?" Mary couldn't believe this was being discussed. She couldn't let some stranger do anything to her."Not an escort service but a stud service." Liz smiled at Mary with some pride."How can you let some stranger to fuck you?" Mary was very confused. My hand reached at her pubic surface over her knickers and she was then only giggling but lower sound. I got enough courage to touch the special organ of Mou and without any hesitation I grabbed her pussy and began to press. Mou only giggled without making any barrier, so I inserted my hand beneath the elastic band of her knickers and grabbed her bare pussy and pressed. I rubbed her groin, pussy lips and clitoris also. After that when I sat on the sofa for watching TV Mou came to me and sat on. “Sure. I get off at four.” “I have to work till about six. So maybe seven-thirty?” “Uh-huh, that’s good.” What am I doing? She turned and started walking away and he said, “Karen?” She stopped, looked over her shoulder at him. He said, “I don’t know where you live.” At home she undressed and thought about what it would be like to have Mark there, waiting, watching her take off her clothes, drop her panties on the floor, showing him she was available. The image made her hot—until she remembered.