While I had accepted life as a celebrity, even enjoyingextended tweet sessions with Kim Kardashian, I had come to hate thosewho hounded me. I had more...respect for Kim now, for all celebrities whohad to deal with vultures feeding off their fame.I rolled my eyes as the camera focused on the abortion clinic. Thereporter nattered on in an overly dramatic voice, "Combined with theseemingly harmless statement from Bieber and reports that she and herguitar player used to enjoy afternoon delights. "Your stocking tops almost reach your panties, and the twelve suspenderstastefully contrast the minute amount of bare flesh at the top of yourthighs ... It is a charming vista, Robyn ... You do trust me don't you?"Cecily pouted and waited for him to shuffle forwards to kiss her.- - - - -16 Epilogue"Robyn, I've made all the arrangements, and the date is set, so I havesent out the invitations.Cecily and Robin will become wife and wife in August ... Officially youwill become my husband, but you'll. "Hello, Alex," she greeted me, still facing away. "I knewyou'd come." "I felt you calling to me," I said. "Yes. Tonight is a very special night, Alex. Samhain; a time ofrebirth and renewal. Did you bring the gift I gave you?" she asked. "Yes," I said and touched the necklace I wore. The blue gemstonewoven into the heart-shaped knotwork glowed brightly as I did so. Thedark clouds churned overhead; their center was the same deep,fathomless dark blue as the gemstone. "What is it you want of me?". She parted her pussy lips and his tongue slipped into her pussy. Grinding her hips back and forth on his tongue, Chrissie began to moan with pleasure. Trevor could feel her warm thighs on his cheeks. The sensation of the nylon on his skin was unbearable pleasure. The brunette, having coaxed Trevor’s cock into life squatted over his thighs and, opening her wet pussy, descended on his dick, taking it all in one go and screaming in pleasure. Trevor’s view was obscured by the sight of Chrissie’s.