Well I'll have something special for my good old buddy Jerry when I see him, my boot up his ass.I wasn't surprised that the major emotion that I felt ...was anger. My fiancée and best friend had betrayed me; it hurt and tore me up inside, but the main emotion was anger. Anger at Julie for being a lying, cheating bitch and anger at my "best friend" Jerry for stabbing me in the back. My frustration was also very strong; I was over 4600 miles from my home in Missouri and couldn't do anything about. "Unlike my fool husband Cha'talla ... I have no secrets to keep hidden from others. That is why he tried to kill you." Aikiro spoke calmly. "I want those secrets ... the ones I don't know of. I want them because the High Coven is in peril from something I know is out there but can't yet see. And because there are quite a few more traitors among our own people than just you Immortal. Traitors who unlike you ... have allowed their desire for wealth and power to corrupt them enough to take arms. And I got to thinking, maybe we could start over and try this again, some other time, and do it the way I'm used to, you know? But now, your kiss, it made me think that maybe I don't want to do things the way I'm used to. I don't wanna be stuffy old Annie anymore. I want to do something crazy. I want to do something I'll have to go to confessional for, I want to do something I'll feel dirty about in the morning but can't stop thinking about and how badly I want to do it again. Does that make. I forced my eyes down and noted that I could almost see up her skirt as her knee rocked back and forth. Lecturing myself to not look, I ran my eyes to another paragraph of my own erotica. My eyes scanned the words but nothing registered. I looked up again. Her other leg had lazily leaned outward and her nipples were obviously hardening under the emotional impact of whatever steamy passage I imagined she might be reading. I watched her intently, feeling the heat well up inside me. Her motuh idly.