My own conscience kept me from making the first move." You made the first move, sir, when you treated me like a human being. Precious little of that i...n my life."Jan's turn:"I, Janice Lee Griffin, being of sound mind and body..." whoops! That's for last will and testament. I'm NOT dying. I may have died and gone to heaven, though. I just walked out of my grandma's – make that my SMILING grandma's house, holding a box of clothes and such. Next to me, carrying another box, is MY Dan.Let me say. „Ach auch egal, bald binn ich hier raus.“ japst der Typ. Auch Geister können nerven.„Wie raus?“ Trotz der Penetranz des Typs wurde ich neugierig.„Siehst du den Spalt dort?“ Er deutete auf einen Riss in der rotglühenden Felswand.„Ich bin tod nicht blind.“„Und was denkst du warum ein Wachdämon dort steht?“Gute Frage. Ein großer dummer großer Dämon mit Keule stand daneben.„Ich hab welche Belauscht. Das ist ein Übergangsriss. Wer dort durchschlüpft ist wieder in der Welt der Lebenden.„Was man ist. I noticed that she had tight, fit thighs and a large pussy gap - very rare and sexy in a womna of her age. I was horny but wanted more. I emailed Ken and told him that I wanted to see her anus and her cunt opened up. In a few seconds the answer came as a file and I was feasting my eyes on her frank nakedness. Her cunt was thick-lipped and generous, pink and glistening. Her arsehole was a wrinkled puckered up etrance that seemed to say "violate me". I loved that she has one of those arses that. My partner, Jake, thought that he was God’s gift to women. He had about eight years on me, and he had been a traffic cop for most of them.He treated women like shit and even though I was a lot taller than he was, he complained about my assets or rather, my lack of them. However, he still tried to get into my pants.I was then disgusted to learn that when we did stop people; he had a habit of letting pretty women off for favours. He didn’t usually have a partner, but I was an FYC, so he had no.