But she had betrayed that trust and love by taking a human life. Her conscience demanded an act of contrition. While she knew that she could never tru...y redeem herself after what she had done, perhaps she could shift the karmic balance back to a state with which she could live. Protecting innocents from the ferals that hunted them would, at least, be a step in the right direction.She walked to the living room and peered out the window into the night. The fog had mostly dissipated but an. It was not that heavily populated either. Perfect for some of what I wanted to do. The silo I had purchased, was not in the middle of one of the official missile fields located in North Dakota. No, I had bought mine at the edge. This meant I had both state, federal, and privately owned land abutting my little silo acreage.I had entered into negotiations with both the state and federal government to try to buy some of the land next to mine. The feds were easy, but the state had notions of. We had made love for what seemed like hours. It might have been, Mike loved nothing more than to take his time rousing me and bringing me to the edge and then keeping me from falling over. He drove me crazy and I loved it almost as much as I loved him.I had been sexually active before I met Mike. Heck, I had been sexually active for nearly four hundred and fifty years. The first time was Seamus and I fumbling in a hay bale. The last time before Mike was a menage-a-tois with two female police. The way she had been unable to bring herself to touch him, running the tip of the riding crop up and down his cock and over his naked, hairy body until he begged to be allowed to come. How she had unclipped his left hand before crawling back to the opposite end of the bed, her legs curled up to her chest and her arms wrapped tightly around them, fingers dug into her elbows so hard they were white to the knuckles, tears streaming down her cheeks as she commanded him to come on the count of ten,.