Reminiscent of last night, I was startled at howvividly the memories continued to flood my mind."You're a naughty girl," I thought to myself.I washed ...myself thoroughly, cleansed my face of makeup and brushed myteeth before slipping into a nightgown to go to bed. I was able to lieawake a few minutes envisioning rhapsodic images of sex with Gary. Ithad been such a cathartic experience for me. I knew I had fallen deeplyinto a female role during our couch session and it had been, and stillis,. His hands knew their business, as did his tongue. His piercings only served to make him more intriguing. ‘Okay, you got to watch, now it’s my turn,’ I whispered in his ear, catching his lobe between my teeth for a moment before letting go. Hearing him groan as I skittered backwards onto sleeping bags, blankets, and out of my pants, I turned to watch, and was surprised to find him already advancing on me, his kilt, cloak and sandals already on the floor. Before I could catch my breath, I was. ..I rubbed down by his bottom and he raised up his butt I grabbed it and laughed he laughed too so I grabbed his cock and he groaned his cock was hard already he had gotten turned on by the rubbing then he turned over and his cock was straining against the fabric I pulled his briefs down and dove onto his cock it shot into my mouth and I began to suck it he said "Billy why didn't you tell me sooner?" I told him I didn't know sooner and to shut up and enjoy it I sucked him as good as I could. And he blames Julian. And he blames God. As well as himself. I bring flowers every morning. Sometimes my cousins come with me. This morning, for instance. We kneel round his bed, and we hold his head and we are so sad. No one would believe about Julian. No one would believe we could have done such a thing. They would say we were faux necromancers. And that would not be true. But it is true, we’ve lied to him for some time now. It’s the only way we could keep him with us, for the lie must always.