But his smile was like a gentle sun shining upon her and warming up her heart.Her heart melted. She moaned loudly when she saw the emperor licking his...wet fingers. Those fingers were coated with her nether juices. The emperor savored her nectar like it was some old wine. It made her blush and her face became red.Nissa was just a little girl in front of the emperor. She was ready to stake everything she had to please the emperor. Then she took the initiative to undress the emperor. The emperor. The winters were getting longer and longer and thoughts of palm trees, mangoes and rum filled the cold and vacant space where my heart used to reside. I thought about the events of the day...Mr. Richards jerking off to the thought of me bending over and displaying my ass for his under-the-desk pleasure...the bus driver, who could have wrecked watching me taunt the horny devil in the back seat... and Poor Peter, who had to beg and pay for any attention and came in his hand within minutes of me. Rebecca had been in an extremely bad way with her cancer returning while she was in a prison camp, she was down with a fever as the latter stages of her cancer were slowly killing her.She was the ideal person to lure the 2nd Mass out of hiding though, so as soon as he located her, L’vant carried the unconcious woman to his private accommodation. She was a good looking woman in her early 40s with straight copper coloured hair, blue-green eyes and a slim physique.He used advanced Espheni medical. I heard the familiar click of the knife snapping open. After a moment, I sighed. “I mostly use it to cut the tags off of new clothing and to cut chip bags that are too hard to open, okay?” Why was I telling him this, I didn’t owe him any honesty! “You look like a nice girl,” he began. I didn’t want him looking at me. All of a sudden I realized exactly how alone we were out at the quarry. “What are you doing getting mixed up with a crowd like that?” I had to hold back a laugh. What a cliche! I.