I waved him in, closing the desktop date book. "Sure. What's on your mind?"Evan came in, closed the door behind him and eased his bulky body into one ...f the two leather chairs facing my desk. A stocky, powerfully built man in his late fifties, Evan DeBerg had thick wiry hair that was still more black than gray, but the balance was shifting quickly the other way. He'd taken to wearing a close cropped salt and pepper beard and looked more like an 19th century whaling boat captain than a. .. the Dreamer, and Jason... but she's nothing without him... she's nothing without the ability to see the Darkness. Once I have Jason, it will all be complete... it will... ohhh... oh yes!... oh yes!... ohhh!..."Nyssa felt her orgasm explode inside her, her body already primed by her own erotic thoughts of her plans for the school. Laura gurgled as she was drenched with a single, large spurt of liquid heat from Nyssa's pussy. Laura drew Nyssa closer and sucked at Nyssa's clit. Nyssa's hips. .no reception as per usual, and, just her luck, the free Wi-Fi seemed to be down. Oh, fuck it...just keep reading. Who cares, really? Two chapters later, she realized she'd been subconsciously squeezing her thighs together, trying to put pressure on her clitoris. She sighed quietly and looked around again. No one seemed to be paying any attention to her, least of all the woman sitting a few feet away, whose nose was buried in a worn copy of Anna Karenina. Miranda thought for a moment, and. . Her chuckle became louder... She started laughing... Louder... Her laughter turned to cackling... Deranged cackling... She pulled on his collar, forcing his face uncomfortably closer to hers. Her white eyes were inches from his. Her loud cackling pierced his ears. He groaned and struggled to break free. She held on tight. Just as quick as it started, she suddenly stopped making any noise. Silence.Suddenly, he broke free of her grasp, and fell over backwards onto his bum. He quickly kicked his.