It was about the bullying and the beating up. Lucian hated her fortelling others.It made him recall the pummeling and the cheering, and the metallicta...te of blood. Contorted fleshy faces surrounded him; hard hands rubbedhis face into fresh-cut grass.To him innocent things like the smell of freshly cut grass would neverbe innocent again.Parker - Lucian guessed she was the principal of this school - showedthe particular smile he'd seen too often, while penning down what hismother told her. Pity. ....” I was speechless. How are you suppose to react if your kidnapper suddenly all of a sudden claims to be God.After I quickly regain my composure I asked with no small amount of sarcasm, “What does your Almightiness want with this lowly servant?”[I AM SORRY TO ANNOUNCE THAT I WILL HAVE TO KICK YOU OUT OF MY COSMOS]“Huh?” I respond, once again completely caught off guard.‘This person genuinely believe he’s God.’ I realize. ‘I’m dealing with a complete nutcase.’“May I ask why?” I decided it’s. Mutants are hated and feared almost universally, probably something to do with them being the next evolutionary step up from humanity; and you’ve always had an aversion to angry mobs. You don’t particularly feel like being lynched, so you tend to keep a low profile. Anti-mutant hysteria is at an all time high, but if you keep your wits about you, you should manage to avoid getting yourself killed. It probably also helps that your primary power has no visual cues—kind of hard to be spotted. She then took me to my room, laid me on the bed and slowly stripped, i was so caught up on the moment that i noticed i was late for work! i tried to say something, but my lisp would'nt move, my breath stoped and our hearts we're beating at the same time, that time was our time.She then slowly turned around, bent over and took off her thong, my dick started to throb, harder and harder. she moved to me sat on my dick and grinded against me, she slowly moved her clit around the tip of my dick,.