We formed a triangle. I trembled with my excitement. My hands squeezed both their hands. Daddy’s grip was strong and Mommy’s grip was gentle. She ...stroked the back of my hand. Heat rushed through me.“What a beautiful sight,” said Minako Mihara. She was dressed like a Shinto priestess in a white kimono-like blouse that tucked into red, skirt-like pants. They were voluminous. She stood tall and delicate, her black hair pulled back, her face delicate. “We are gathered here to celebrate the love of. “Syl, what’s wrong? Let’s go! We’re late. We’ll have to sit way back in the balcony if we don’t hurry.” I twisted around on the seat to face him and the open door; flashed him a luring smile, and subtly licked my lips. “Ron, I want to stay here with you for a few minutes. They’ve already started anyway. Because we’re late, we could even skip going into the Worship Center and just listen to the service on the speakers in the lobby area, or get a coffee and listen from the Gathering Grounds area.. Too many to count as Reba waved her phone around screaming about her rights. Finally, the phone went dark.“Well, I guess the good guys got her,” Elizabeth said. “Uh ... Those were the good guys, right?”“It looked like a SWAT team, so we have to assume so,” Lieutenant Smith said.“I have confirmation,” Smythe said. “The rescue has been completed with no casualties, though one of the team members suffered a cut from a steak knife, wielded by Scarlett Muffley.”“She wasn’t a hostage,” Kitty sighed.. To share this experience with you has been one of my hearts desires, ever since I first ate Lizzie."She looked up into my face, horrified, probably thinking that I had lost my shit."I won't try to explain it to you this time, we're both going to die in a few hours anyway."I didn't think it could, but the horror on her face increased.That sent a pulse of adrenalin pumping through me that caused me to start ploughing my mother's cunt violently."Argh!... Get off me, please!... It hurts...Why?" mom.