Armed with sudden comprehension, L'mael looked for, and found, the mark of an un-bloodied initiate on her battledress. An un-bloodied initiate no more...Being a Sister of Battle was more than wearing the battledress. It was carrying the burden of knowledge on the soul, the burden of loss on the heart. There was only one person in this chapel that could help with that burden. L'mael glanced towards her idol again, then turned back and smiled in what she hoped was a comforting manner as she let her. " 'Necessary'. Why is it necessary?"Chris saw the trap in that. In order to explain why it was necessary, he'd have to explain about Shahia, and he simply wasn't going to. This was going to be a very difficult conversation, he could see that already. He started several different sentences in his mind, but they all lead into difficulties. In the end, he settled for the truth."The problem is that in order to explain why I won't talk, I would have to say what I'm not prepared to say."Mr Cartwright. She did not resist as she knew it would result in her death.As the guards patted down her body for weapons, they felt a large bulge in her crotch. "Did you really think you could hid a weapon in your pants?" One of the guards remarked before pulling down Mileena's tight leather pants. As he did, his eyes widened as he saw what was causing the bulge. Mileena's large cock stood at attention in front of the guard's face. "What the fuck?!" He exclaimed. "I knew you were some kind of genetic freak,. Yes I do lol so how are u I asked ok she said, My ex mother in laws make a drink & we sit chatting, then my ex sister in says she has to go & asks me if I would give her a lift home, yes ok I says so I put on my coat saying I will call Wednesday for a chat & a drink (Shag I mean) Well we gets in the car & she's chatting away she saying do u remember the last time we met oh yes I said, I fucked the arse off u, U came about four times the bed was really wet by the time we had done, what did that.