I felt the same dark energy as I had before and fought against its attempts to creep into my mind. I quickly deposited the skulls and stepped away. Ja...net walked up beside me and handed me a lit torch. I placed it at the base of the pyre and watched as the wood quickly caught the flame.Janet leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Wood for our pyres is coated in flammable oil. It causes it to burn hotter and ignites faster, but the tradeoff is the wood turns to ash faster, as well.”I had opted. But she was somewhere in the middle. I looked at her intently."What's this?" I asked her."Y-your finger...?" And what's on my finger?"She stared at me but hesitated. I smiled a bit, and that's when Nava said it."Shit," she cooed. "From my assss."I stuck the finger in my mouth and tasted her shit. It was less spicy than Ananya, but even earthier. It felt rich, sweet even. Just tangy enough for me to know this was a sexy Indian teenage girl. Honestly, it was delicious. The naughtiest frosting I'd. Its spongy resiliency filled her oral passage. Her lips surrounded the base, her chin pressed his scrotum. She combined the suck with a hum. Ned smiled and reveled in the sensation. She was really good at this. Ned swiveled his hips to wiggle his cock, massaging it with her innermost flesh. The rubs, hums and sucks coalesced into a heavenly harmony. He grabbed her head and pressed her face roughly against his lower belly. She didn’t fight his grasp, complying with his desire to fully feel her. If we are going to prove you didn’t kill Ms. Rodriguez, we need to have all the facts.’ I nodded then started talking, trying to remember what had all happened between yesterday and today. ‘I left the mall around 1:30, coming straight home. I arrived home around 1:45, took a shower, ate something then sat on the couch watching TV. After a while I wrapped Hawk’s birthday present.’ Mr. Wallace nodded as he started writing on the pad in front of him. ‘Go on.’ I took a breath. ‘Well let’s see. I.