To find out that there was a time when the sacrifices didn't matter anymore, after those that she had seen people make, nearly made her ill. Suppose i...t stopped before Transition? How long had people been leading good lives after it no longer made a difference?"I do not understand," said the Angel."This man," she pointed to Damian, "has offered to sacrifice his chance of Heaven to stay with his friend. He has put his friend's happiness before his own salvation. For this, you offer him suffering. Miss moved near me and unlocked my wrists as she said, "Move those boxes to the door, won't you please, my Edward?"I carried them, one at a time, into the foyer and noticed the challenges of balancing myself atop the heels, especially when the chain still limited me to twelve-inch steps. Luckily, the boxes were light, containing mostly clothing.After stacking the last box near the door, I eagerly approached her where she sat regally in my living room. The anticipation had been worse since I. “Make me cum and I,ll give you your reward!” She offerred. So O fingered her even harder and deeper till she groaned she was cumming and had to force my hand out of her climaxing cunt! My reward was a lovely hand job with her catching my ejaculate in some tissues she carried with her. “As you,ve been a good boy tomorrow on our next date I promise to give you a special treat?” she kissed me happily. And she would say no more about what that was. Some how our second date happened and we were back. " Yeah, whatever," Alan said, disconsolate.* * * * *The two young teenagers began walking amidst the mall. They checked outthe comic store, the record store, and were heading back to the arcadewhen Alan caught something out of his eye. When he looked at it alittle closer, he saw the words "Spells 'R Us" in gaudy neon across thestorefront."Coooooool," Alan said. "Hey, Ralph, man, let's check that out." Nah, man, it's probably just cheesy card tricks," Ralph said. "Not mything." Fine, but *I*.