Ben hardly ever gets mad at me. Not the angry sort of mad, just the annoyed sort. ‘I’m sorry for being that guy who spends more time with you than...I do on my own! I’m sorry for always being there when you needed me! I’m sorry for remembering every single little fucking occasion you ever think of celebrating! I’m sorry for reading every word you’ve ever written!’ he rages and sputters rain at me. ‘I’m sorry for all this time… all this fucking time. All this… time….’ he chokes these last words. Some of us are friends, some more than that, and some not at all, but I hope we can stand together and do this for all the girls - and boys - being tormented by them."Parker Peterson stands up with her arms crossed. "Kis, you know I'm in, wanna see them squirm, but there's gonna be hell to pay after. Need to know that." Probably for sure. Anybody needs to say no, that's cool, no shame." Sounds like fun, but gotta pull out," says Billie Bad, walking toward the door, "I get one more tick, I'm out. My mouth watered, and it wasn't all that was moistening.A sudden hunger was awoken in me I didn't know I had."Oh my God" I barely whispered.It looked as thick as sturdy chair leg, and it was at least ten inches long to where was cascading over the massive balls, and it was hanging down his right thigh.Hanging because it was still soft!"I've never se-" Seen one so big?" He interrupted me. "Of course you haven't. I'm the most man you will ever meet, and don't you fucking forget it." Is it-" Real?. "I am a..a spirit of the place, I think you would say. And of the season. Of winter. I live here, in the World Below. I was created by the faith of those who live in the World Above. By men and women who believed in us and gave us characteristics to match their faith. So because men and women believed that the Snow Maid lived in a cold, beautiful house in a dark, snowy wood, so do I here in the World Below. But I also have power."Sometimes, when times are terrible in the World Above, a.