Think of her… be her!”Harry closed his eyes once again and focused on Soseh. His mind dwelt on the warmth of her hospitality and the aroma of her ...kitchen, but Gabriella turned his mind.“Coldness. Emptiness,” she whispered. “The smell of decay, of death.”Images filled Harry’s mind. Images of what was, what is, what might be. He saw Dakhil, a much younger looking Dakhil, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth; he saw himself hanging from the window on Privet Drive, an odd glow surrounding. “Camp security?” Sophie offered.“I hope not, or we are so busted,” I said nervously.“Why?” Alana asked. “I have no blood in my alcohol stream!”We all laughed at that as the car drove past and went to a different site, but I decided a little more surreptitiousness would serve us well in case of any unsolicited visitors. With the excuse of having to pee, I slipped the three empty wine bottles into the paper bag along with some other trash and carried it all to the restroom with me, where I. Sara resists slightly but Rachel pushes her face onto my gooey and dripping cock. “Lick it clean and I’ll let you ride my face. Also make sure there isn’t any cum left on it because soon when I tell him he’s going to fuck you. I know you aren’t on the pill. So do a good job. I watch this girl who an hour ago told me she was gay, sucking at my flaccid and cum soaked dick. She is determined to get up all my juices and Rachel is more determined to keep her there. Pushing her down rubbing her face. I don’t like seeing you in pain, and that was pain I saw on your face earlier.’ He couldn’t deny it, he didn’t like pain pills and how they made him feel. He had been killing some of it with a bottle of Jack Daniels his dad had brought over, but he didn’t want to get totally bombed either. Damn that fucking ass brother of his. This was getting crazy. Did Waylon have any idea how close he had come to maybe killing Keni too? Not to mention anyone who might have been in the line of his fire? That.