“Alright, let’s get some pants for me so you don’t have to see my ugly white ass anymore.”“It’s fine Michael. Not trying to creep you out ...but your ass isn’t that bad looking.” He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of grey yoga pants. “These are my wife’s but you are about her size so these should fit. I hope these are okay.”I replied, “These are fine, thanks.” I pulled on the tight fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass. “Stay there!” Derek commanded, moving over to the door. He mashed a button with his thumb, the motorised roller door coming down with a grinding sound, shutting out the outside world. He bolted a small side door and moved purposefully back over to Faith. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she stepped forward to meet him. “It’ll all be over soon,” she thought to herself. “Just act like you’re enjoying it.” She slipped her hand into the unbuttoned crotch of his overalls, diving below his. She began creaming herself in earnest and it was just too much for poor Adonai. I could hear his groans as he came within her twat at last, completing his bucket list just seconds before he vanished entirely from existence.“Who was that? Who are you? Where am I?” Radwa asked in Arabic, her tone more than a little disturbed as the fellow who just seeded her disappeared before her eyes.“That was Adonai, but you know of him as Allah, and now you’ve known him biblically. Yes, that’s right. You. Hating himself for feeling like this when she had been through so much horror, he tried to stop the feelings, but it seemed the more he fought it, the more it was settling into his very soul. Next to him Katrina laid her head back against the head rest, and closing her eyes tried to blot out her need for Josh. Was it because he had rescued her she wanted him, or was it just a need to feel someone that she cared for to make love with her, to give her back her power of choice and to feel the pure.