But." He stopped again. "Jesus was pretty definite about divorce..." he said, pausing, "the only justification being if the other person broke their p...omises, in which case, the ... wronged partner ... might separate ... or forgive." Oh, my Lord ... I don't know what to do, Bert. I don't love him. I don't think I ever loved him." Maybe not. But ... you made promises, and you had intercourse with him. That makes a difference, doesn't it?" Oh, my..." Delia frowned, "this isn't making me feel. ." He murmured. Then I heard Gillian's cock-baffled squeak as Fritz held her hips and began to pull her onto himself. Tony moved around them with smooth speed, his camera taking in everything. It was all going rather well, and when I fitted my now slippery, speared fingers into Kate's swollen, long vulvaed cunt. I could feel by the way she sighed and leaned into me that the E was doing the job properly. I entered Kate's cunt with my hand in one, slow, luxurious twisting thrust, much as a Fritz. “I am confident that I can perform the spell.”“Very well. Prepare the net.”Two more of the Paladins produced crossbows, gripping the stocks firmly between their thighs as they began to crank the levers that would wind the strings back, the limbs creaking as they bent under the pressure. When they were ready to be fired, the two men armed them with bolts. They looked like training arrows, their tips dull and weighted, rather than sharpened to a point. These arrows were not intended to pierce the. Outside, the rest of the bags and boxes were still on the lawn; Izzy, Lilly and Peggy were nowhere to be found. I sighed heavily, picked up the remaining bags and a box. Anya stacked a couple of smaller boxes, lifted them up and followed me back into the house. This continued for two more trips, until we had everything moved inside. I shut the front door behind us and we went upstairs.The last of the stuff set inside the bedroom I took Anya on a tour of the upstairs, telling her to pick a room.