Her grief got her thinking back to her first child, her Malan child that was removed at birth and whom she never saw; never even got a chance to hold ...n her arms when it was born. At some point the word Malan had been mentioned in her hearing, and that unusual word had stuck with her over the years. When she saw a news story about Malan children on Rehome, she knew she had given birth to a Malan baby, and tried to discover if her Malan was one of them.That resulted in The Personalia bringing. I grinned down at him, and he swallowed again.I tensed both of my hands, squeezing cock and throat, and felt him tense up below me. I let out a single laugh then, and let him take another breath.I didn't have to break his windpipe to kill him. I just had to wait a few seconds too long, and he would die. I could feel my own juices flowing down my thigh.I'd removed my panties in his downstairs bathroom before climbing his stairs to find him in bed, just like I'd told him. It was nice to have a. Not much, but enough. I didn’t come this far to go back empty-handed.”I wasn’t going to win this argument.The thirty-degree angle of the slope and the sheer granite face of nearly treeless stone made for a treacherous descent. We had almost made it to the base of the ridge when our rocky trail abruptly narrowed before ending in a dead end at the edge of a vertical cliff. It was fucking frustrating. We were within a hundred feet of our goal. As far as we were concerned, our destination could. That comforted me just the slightest.Friday, June 17th, 2072 – Rex GlassnerQueenie's mumblings had stopped. Her breathing was shallow. I feared she would never wake up.The tent reeked of sweat and sickness after two days, a foul miasma that turned my stomach. Reina bathed Queenie's temple, my sister's face filled with despair. I felt that same yawning darkness inside me. My beautiful wife was never waking up.It wasn't fair. It was just a stupid scratch. I've cut myself worse and been fine.The.