I wanted to pluck it still-beating from my breast. I would clutch it in my bloody hand. I wanted to cast out this pain. It would make this so much eas...ier. I made my deal. The phylactery was about to be destroyed. I had to slip away while they all had their focus on the altar.I gathered the shadows, pulling them around me. I made myself fade, blending in with the dancing umbral on the ground. The darkness wrapped around me. I felt something trembling through me. I seized more of the shadows than. I turn and walk back to the bed room. Paul is sitting in his robe and his eyes widen as he sees me walk out in this body suit. I can see his cock get hard under his robe immediately.He walks over to me and takes my hand and leads me to the bed. There is a pillow on the foot of the bed I am standing in front of realizing that the head board is a large mirror. Paul puts his hand on my shoulder and one around my waist bending me over so my chest is on the pillow and my feet are on the floor. He. "Ah Fuck!" he breathlessly exclaimed as the last drips of cum oozed out. Wiping his hand across his t-shirt, he reached across the desk and switched the cam off. * Roger was updating the profile for "Candi". Who he had decided was a 21 year old Californian girl, very bi and looking to explore more with girls. He tapped away in what had been his bedroom for all his 47 years, safe in the knowledge that his mother was already asleep in the room next to his. He was checking on a forum post he set. One day I received a hangout text of a girl named Shobha. It didn’t have any do as girls usually wanna keep their identity secret. She started talking about my stories and said she really likes reading them. After an hour of texting, she revealed that she is married and she has a normal sex life but when she discusses sex with her friends she gets jealous how their husband always try new stuff and things while her husband always sticks to basic. She said she wanted to explore the higher levels.