She was the most beautifully sensual woman he had ever seen. She was wearing the traditional priestess garb. Pure white with a slit going down her fro...t, barley contained with tiny silver chains holding the material together with the slit stopping just bellow her navel, giving the captain a wonderful view of her breasts as the material barely covered them. The fabric was tight yet flowing, ending at the floor, with the sides open on either side also held together with tiny silver chains,. Floorboards behind the wall creaked, as the neighboursprepared for the night. The massive grandfather clock clicked on inits alien rhythm."No one escapes the Porte", Lorenz said. "We are its slaves in lifeand continue serving in the Realms after our death. I found a way totrick the curse. By being dead but still bound to this side, thespells of the Porte can't claim me." What..." A chill went up my spine. "What do you mean?" I committed a hateful suicide. Before my 'family' realised that. ” I glance again at her noticing for the first time her breasts against the shirt. Not only had it been a busy week, but a busy year I thought to myself. I haven’t even noticed my own daughter growing up. Remembering she is now sixteen, I concede she is not so little any more. I slide my chair out from under the table about to get up when she skip towards me and jump onto my lap. “What are you doing today Daddy?” she asks in an upbeat tone. “I hadn’t decided yet baby,” I say with my hand on her. Panic took over and I frantically started to struggle to escape Bruce grip, Bruce called out '....damn this bitch is stronger then I thought...' Charlie jeered and said '...Naw, the bitch just want a real man to fuck her...' I cried out in fear as Charlie pushed my legs apart and parted my buttocks, Charlie said something to Bruce about my rosebud, I had no ideal what he meant. Then I could feel Charlie kneel between my thighs and spread my buttocks apart. Charlie spit and it struck me right in.