..Businesslike, I got up, took a very quick shower, and was done by 7:10. I hadten minutes to get dressed and eat breakfast, otherwise I'd be late tos...hool. Ninth grade was not the year you wanted to be late--you had to make agood impression on the teachers because you had to spend three more yearswith them--so I hurried along. Thank God also my clothes were back to normal.If only I could get the tickle out of my head..."Jenny, are you still there?" I questioned the tingle silently."Of course,. She was standing at a counter in the lobby, talking to a police officer. In the years since I had first seen her, her style had matured, but her face was just as pretty. Her eyes were not nearly as bright as I remembered. At least they weren't until she turned as saw me. She took a quick intake of breath, and a half smile lit up her face. Her beautiful pure eyes locked on mine, and she turned toward me as I approached. I stopped a respectable step away from her and the officer, but she stepped. Might as well be fucking a graveyard; that sounded metal as hell, but in practice, it was really fucking disturbing.Slowly, the ooze filled the room, dripping from the ceiling and flowing over their feet, there but not there, like mist. Cold death on the air, with a mind of its own and a form all its own.“Success I see,” the voice said, bassy rasp filling the cave.“Success.” Triss flipped through a few pages of the book. A language she couldn’t understand filled the pages, but the pictures gave. Spit on it if you have too, but I want it in my ass."Nadia was prepared for him, having spread her own cheeks apart to permit him to see the bull's-eye. She moaned in anticipation as his penis left her pussy and felt him come into contact with her finger which was jammed into her rectum, preparing the way for Siggy."Are you ready, Sig?" She asked as she pulled her finger out with a soft pop."I guess so. That flowery looking thing... that's where it goes?" That's the target, Siggy, bombs.