I thought of Ashley, the busty slut at my workplace. And then I even thought of my little sister, Natalie. Her 18th birthday was only a week away, and...suddenly I became very conflicted. I turned the channel once more...*click*... only this time it wasn't a man on screen. It was a woman, in business attire, sitting behind a desk. She was very pretty, with long blonde hair and flawless skin that shone a pale white. She couldn't have been older than 25, and as she spoke she was fighting herself. She had me read several passages and then called Dorothy Collins in to read with me. She kept having me read Henry Antrobus until I finally asked her if I could please not do a major role."I can't prepare something that big. I've been going like crazy all year and I have this television show every week and basketball. I just can't do it." She sighed."I really wanted to use you as Henry," she said. "But I understand." She looked at me with a predatory grin. She wanted something else. "The State. What the hell were they going to do to me? But I remembered that she wanted me to trust her. I nodded in agreement.“Start with his neck,” Sybil ordered, and both girls leaned in and started kissing my neck, Marie in front, and Sybil behind. Hot breath and soft lips and full breasts and silky hair pressed against my skin from both sides and I gasped and shuddered as a powerful tingling burst from my neck and flowed down my body. I started shaking more and groaning. Marie moaned as she dragged. The missionary tore his eyes away from her. “You are right. Thank you, Miranda.”She grinned at him and went back to her reading.Zakarias looked through the foliage at the walled city in the distance.Golden orange sunlight lacquered the stone façade with fiery hues. A cluster of white-washed buildings with varicolored domes rose up into the sky. Winding streets wove through the city of heathens and verdant courtyards adorned the landscape.“We’ll have to use magic to get into the city again,” he.