I watched, open mouthed, as she simply stared at me. No longer could I hear her gasps of pleasure; all I could hear was the sound of my own heavy brea...hing. Rose had known I was watching her. What kind of woman was she? I turned away, trying not to watch as I heard sexy gasps followed by the sound of slapping flesh. Then Rose let out a long sigh. It was louder than any other sound I had ever heard and I couldn’t help it: I needed to know what would make that woman sigh like that. I peeked. You named two daughters after girls who died?”“Yes. Both of Kara’s daughters. She never met Birgit, but she knew Stephie. It’s my way of ensuring they are remembered. Memory eternal, as it were. Like Nick.”“You’ve known quite a few people who have died young,” she said.I nodded, “Birgit, Stephie, and Nick. Kara’s dad wasn’t very old, really. And while I didn’t know him, I knew who Elyse’s uncle Jim was. He died in Vietnam. I was an altar boy at his funeral.”“Did you meet Elyse then?”“No. You. He forced her down onto his dick, face fucking her. She could barely breath gasping each time he pulled out. She was disgusted by what was happening, being forced to suck the cock of some asian take out cook. He pulled his dick from her mouth and leaned down and spit in her face. He was laughing the whole time. As Megan looked ahead, she could see the old lady had a camera out. She was photographing the whole thing. Before Megan could speak, the man pushed her down onto the couch. He quickly. It must have been very faint. If it hadn’t been completely dark she might not have noticed herself. Now she was worried though. Magical energy usually dissipated if something wasn’t done with it. A glow meant a significant amount of it had been gathered. Why was it staying inside her?Aside from not being able to sleep, she felt fine. Well, that wasn’t completely true. She was horny. Being interrupted before she and Caine could finish had her feeling unsatisfied. Her clients didn’t always care.