“Why tell me to stop? You come into my room to say goodbye. You come in the evening – to be alone – why?” He asked her jerking her against him.... “Perhaps you wanted privacy but you could have done that in the garden or library.” He continued while she started to protest and he stopped her. “I think you want a farewell fuck. You want my thick fat sausage between your legs one last time.” His words were meant to be course and common because he wanted to hurt her. She was so easily brushing him out. " Charley was no longer wearing the 'eccentric old codger' face he usually presented to the world. His eyes gleamedwith purposeful intelligence, and his vocabulary was precise and extensive. "I've figured out the circuits that control access to the other two sets of dimensions, but I'll leave it up to our real experts to decide just how they work. How about you?" I think I'm on the right track. I've spotted a halfdozen minor leakers, but the main one I've got my eye on is in the Chicago area.. “Wha—” she started.“It seems like Tempest did not want to return,” Seireri said.“You promised me that you could revive him!” Vennoa screamed.“We cast the spell,” Seireri explained. “But we cannot compel someone to return to life if they do not wish to.”“You liar!” Vennoa spat. “Bring him back!”Seireri gave a slight nod to the others, and the priests and priestesses quickly left the room, leaving Seireri and Vennoa alone.Seireri said softly to Vennoa, “I understand that this is hard, but perhaps. A moment later I heard a soft cough. Turning back, I saw that her hand had moved from the top of her Quran to her legs and she was slowly running her fingers along her thigh, her brilliant blue eyes glued to my face. Casting a furtive glance over at her parents, she gently lifted her heavy quran up from her lap and quickly slid her other hand beneath it, setting the Quran back down. This way, its heavy pages rested on both legs, but the front was tilted up giving me a look at something I never.