That reminded me, ‘I’m gonna’ go call Alicia real quick and meet you out front.’ William went wherever he goes when not in the public eye and ... tried calling Alicia, but she didn’t answer. I had not heard from her since that early text, but that didn’t surprise me since I knew she was studying with her group. I texted her, ‘Hey beautiful. I’m going to eat Pho with William. Don’t be jealous.’ I meant about the Pho, but I knew there was a bunch of ways she could take that text. I was missing her. She'd hidden herselfbecause of the shame of the picture being taken but now found herselfglad she did even though there was no picture.Megan didn't want the others to see her face. The sin on it from thethoughts trying to creep in. Emily's hand rubbed along her back and shetrembled with each stroke. She felt empty down there and it was wrong.The aching emptiness of needing to be filled. Throbbing. Her nipplesached in time to the pulsing, aching hole in her belly and she whinedwith the need.. In another moment he had torn her bra right off her and tossed it into the night. The freezing rain had long since hardened her nipples to the consistency of steel, but even so it was as if they hardened further under the direct assault of the icy onslaught. Her breasts still stood out a fair ways, far more than she had any right to expect at her age. No doubt gravity would be overtaking her soon. Her taut belly she would take all the credit for, she exercised every day for that belly, loved. "McAllister, if you could only know how much I regret deciding to test your measure," he began."Have you found it?" McAllister was genuinely curious."No," the god admitted. "I think you're a better person than I. There's no chance you'd stay here?" Come the dawn, you'll take me where I need to go, and return to rebuilding your people," McAllister shook his head."That is well. Don't admit it to the women, but they make sense."McAllister smiled, then, a thinning of the lips, though he was amused..