But the bed sheet was coming in the way… I continued to play the game of being in deep sleep and softly mumbled“Please don’t disturb…Zoni plea...se go and sleep on your berth and let me sleep”.Zoni lay still for sometime but did not let go off me from behind…. I pretended to snore a little so that he could again become bold and start playing with me…. I was enjoying this cat and mouse game…. He again started gently squeezing my waist and hips and grinding his Lund against my Gaand…After a little. “Get in,” said the cardinal. “I’ll explain on the way.”“No. You said you just wanted to talk, so talk!”“The daughter of a Supreme Court Judge has been possessed. Two exorcisms have already failed.”“Let me guess. She’s a teenager, isn’t she?”Teenage hormones, a girl approaching adulthood and testing parental boundaries; it was more common than you’d expect for simple-minded parents to think of demonic possession. I had a standard approach for that situation. A quiet word with the girl. When she left the room, he tried in vain to get loose, but she knew her knots. He was not going anywhere. He looked up when he heard her return and was shocked to see how she was dressed. She loved the shocked look on his face. She had changed into a red soft leather corset that rode high on her hips and low on her breasts.She sauntered over to the bed and gently laid down next to him. "One last chance to tell me what I want to know," she said, hoping he would remain silent, because she was. ~~Beatrice~~Sneaking in the shadows with her injuries was difficult. She was injured, in pain, and ravenous. No more blood flowed through her, and she was forced to run on fumes to power her Cloak. No choice. If she let Athalia stop her, this opportunity might slip away. She had to, even if she had to drain herself until she fell into torpor, she had to do it. At this moment, nothing else mattered.Jack shook his head, snarling. “Athalia, you know damn well she has to die. She’s a hunter,.