Reluctantly I took my hand away for a moment and lay back, his mouth was on my stomach showering it with fluttering little kisses. I knew I was on the... very brink of an orgasm as he kissed lower and lower and then suddenly his lips touched my clitoris as gently as it had ever been kissed before."BILLY!" I squealed and lunged upwards to meet him, I gripped his hair with both hands and surrendered myself to his expert ministrations. The room was full of bright lights, my senses swam and my brain. . because it can't. You do not need a pure woman who has been defiled. What you need - and what will finally satisfy you - is a woman who is already truly defiled to the depth of her being. You need a truly defiled heart. Such a defiled one will give you what you seek, which is not love, but obedience and raw, powerful sex.'" Then she faded away. I don't mean that she escaped, she just faded out like a cheesy special effect on a cheap TV show. Her body got less and less distinct until it. " Thank you," said Kristen tipping him as they went in to check in.Between the initial southern hospitably and the extravagant lobby, bothBridget and Kristen were overwhelmed by the grandeur. This was the mostprestigious pageant she had ever participated in, and just meeting thewelcoming committee sent her right into full prim and proper mode as shecouldn't wait to experience all that the pageant had to offer."Oh mom! This is unbelievable," shivered Bridget with excitement afterjust having her. Even with a man she’s been sent to kill. That’s not a rational, conscious decision. That’s someone’s subconscious surfacing. Maddie’s a woman looking for something. Or rather someone. I’ve told you. People behave in predictable ways. I see a pretty redhead. I’m going to stop off and take a look. The thing is, I’m not predictable but I make it look like I am. I knew why Maddie was there. She’d been sent to kill me. That’s why I stopped. Maddie at a singles night? Come on! What are the chances?.