I smiled at her and she sat down facing me on the other side of the desk. For a woman of 48 she was in good nick. Her blonde hair was always tied back... in a neat bun. She had a sleander neck, narrow shoulders and i guess her tits were about a 36d, although in need of a bit of support these days. Here legs were well proportioned and she stood about 5'7.She had tears in her eyes and when she spoke, her voice faltered slightly, which was unusual for her."Barry's Gone back to his mothers" she said.. Mac knew that many of the Wiccans worshipped animals as representation of their gods. And that many of them associated the Ram with whatever deity they followed. So, it shouldn't have been such a big surprise for her when the Ram was brought forth. Possibly because of its devilish appearance and thus closely associated to non-christian fates."This shell embodies our Lord," Merker chanted. "To be welcomed in our family, you must fulfill your matrimonial obligations with our Lord. You will now be. “Please ignore all the lies they have spread about me. There is no need for you to fear me. You know who I am.” He placed the softest kiss on my forehead and even though his kiss scorched my skin, I was too mesmerized by his absolute beauty to react from the pain. “Is this your true form?” I asked. “Or is it simply a projection of how I wish to perceive you?” The slightest smile touched his face as he placed my palm on his naked chest. “Behold me in all my glory,” he said. “Feel my immortal. “At least we know we won't suffocate,” I said. “But it's Friday, it's Christmas Eve, and I don't think anyone's going to be in this building until Monday morning. This sucks.”Once again, we banged on the door. Once again, nothing.“I'm Emily,” she said. “I'm Josh,” I said.“This is a shitty way to meet, isn't it?” Emily said.“Tell me about it.”Resigned to what appeared to be a weekend trapped in an elevator, I sat down and opened my back pack. I carried it around with me the way a woman carries.