And out of the corner of my eye, I caught an appreciative smile crack the corners of Troy’s lips.“Do you want me to help you get him upstairs?” ...roy asked.“Sure. Thanks, Troy…that’d be extremely helpful,” I said, with a smile. My son was a linebacker on his high school football team, and there was no way I was getting his drunk ass upstairs by myself. Fortunately, Troy was one of Dale’s teammates, and his muscles would be desperately needed to get Troy up to his bedroom.The two of us bent to. Mrs Turner’s urine flowed over me like a wild sexual baptism. It was in my navel, rolling down my sides, trickling into my arse.“Dirty girl,’ I scolded teasingly.“You love it,” she said confidently. “I hoped you would.”“But you were going to do it anyway,” I cajoled, as the stream subsided. I felt her around her sopping wet source.“”I’ve followed your lead lots of times, and liked what I was doing,” she said, and I realized it was true. She was used to being in control, but what she had been. She rolled over so that her ass was up and I could get around her ass hole down between her butt cheeks. She said that Master Amos always checked to see if she were shaved in this area, so I always made a point of getting every hair back there. He never did anything with or to her ass hole, he just wanted it shaved. I guess that was part of the control wanted by his bullying nature.Martha moved aside to dry herself while Mary stripped off her dress and lay down in her mother’s former spot. She. “Yes, though Clara herself appears not to be the traitor; rather she’s the victim of a form of parasite,” Morgana replied.“Fortunately she wasn’t high up in the role’s and responsibility levels here. As it is the damage and deaths caused during the Nephilim incursion were bad enough,” Vera sighed.“Do you wish to try the device, Mage Morgana?” Róisín asked.“Yes,” Morgana replied after a moment’s thought. “It might kill the thing, but on the other hand it might put it in a position where it can’t.