That's what you all helped me stop." Okay, so here's the million-dollar question," said Ned. "Why just Jason, Melinda, and Diane? I woulda been glad t...a lend my noggin' ta help any one of you." No, that's not the question!" Melinda cried. "The question is, why didn't she have a freaking Aura?"The room became silent."Well, c'mon, isn't that more important?" Melinda demanded.Cassie took a deep breath. She finally risked a look at Ned. He was standing with his arms folded, his brow creased in. Moving my hand down her flat stomach, I explored every inch of her body. My hand ran up and down her thighs, her flesh in between my fingers heightened my arousal. I slowly ran one finger up her inner thigh, and back down again. She let out a soft moan. After minutes of teasing, she took my hand into hers, placing it on her vagina and said, please baby. I could not resist her soft request, nor could I resist her flawless body. I began running my hand up and down her vagina from the outside of. It was a coffin. Kind of like the gold coffins the William has seen onTV about ancient Egypt. It seemed to be shaped like a person. Probablythe person laying in the coffin the boy thought for obvious reasons. Itwas patterned with teal and silver lines designed to emulate andoutline the features of the person who was laid to rest inside. It alsoseemed to outline weird symbols that were similar to the symbols andpatterns that adorned the floor and hallway.Finally, the wispy light collected into a. "I've... Been thinking," I began. I stared at the floor, refusing to look at her. By looking at her I'd have to admit that she was near. By admitting she was near I'd have to admit that I missed her. By admitting I missed her, I'd have to admit a whole flood of emotions and confusions that would make impossible to even finish my current thought: "About the way we've been reacting to each other this week." Did Meredith have a talk with you," Arie said immediately.I sighed. "... A short one." I.