Evidence which you dismissed at the time as being a web of deceit and lies,” Morgana hit back. “Even now you seek to have evidence destroyed by th...e simple expedient of having Coalition Mages killed out of hand before all their secrets are revealed, some of which will no doubt be highly embarrassing to the Council and its members,” Morgana retorted getting a lot of nods of agreement.“I only acted on the evidence before me as did Mage Hermes. You were hardly a credible witness,” Fen dismissed. Gemma got to her feet, picking her dressing gown off the hook on the back of her bedroom door and offering it to me. While putting it on, I watched Gemma slip a nightie over her head, admiring how seductive she looked as it slid down her body. I stood up and fastened the cord around my waist, noticing as I looked in the mirror that the gown left the mounds of my boobs easily visible, along with all of my legs and a glimpse of my arse cheeks. “Fuck, Jo, you look so hot wearing that. I bet Dad. She was wearing what I jokingly referred to as her'housewife clothes:' a baggy sweatshirt with a wide neck and short jeanshorts. Her feet, as always, were bare. As far as I could tell, whenshe wasn't hanging out with my wife she was lounging around in thisoutfit eating bon-bons and watching Oprah. I assumed her youth (24years old) was the only thing keeping her body from succumbing to hersedentary lifestyle. It was nice, by the way...her body. She didn'thave the curve of Jennifer's hips. ‘Surely you do not want… to die like this…’ his mind weakly screamed at her. ‘Please, leave while you can… It is already too late for me…’Béla gazed into his eyes and radiated ‘Peace!’ at him. Looking around, she saw a knife among the dishes and rotted food on the filthy table next to the bed. Picking it up, she deftly slashed her wrist and held it over his face, letting her blood drip into his mouth. After a moment, the man weakly took her arm and pulled her wrist against his lips, sucking at.