The curlers came back a week before myadventure; however, I didn't get a chance to practice curling my hair.I decide that I should not wear any make u...p because tomboys don't liketo wear things that make them look feminine. This saved my purchasingyoung girl style makeup because my mother's makeup was lady style andnot suitable for an eleven year old. It also saved me from having topractice because even though I wanted to, there would be a chance that Iwouldn't get it all off completely. My. You run your nails roughly down the smooth pale skin of my ass leaving angry red marks across my tender skin. Your fingers run through my juices and you slide them over the tight pink pucker of my ass coating it as you continue to thrust your cock roughly into me. You force one finger into my tight ass pressing it against the tight ring of muscle until you feel it start to give way beneath your fingertips. You feel my ass clench tightly against your finger as you slowly slide it in and out of. We reached the sixth floor before calling it a day. We might have been able to reach the seventh floor, but didn’t want to find out and be late for dinner. We’ll be leaving in less than 10 minutes.”“Awesome, good job! Speaking of dinner, we’re going to be eating at the Adventurer’s Guild HQ rather than at home. If your friends want to come, then bring them along. If not, drop them off and then head over here.”“Alright. I think they’re all coming with me tonight. We should be there in about. The only way to save Grace and Emma had been to kill them. It didn’t matter if Nicholas went to prison, so long as Grace was alive and safe he could live with himself. The only thing that he regretted was how much he had enjoyed killing the last guy. The other three had died quickly and probably close to painlessly, but not the forth guy. The guy in the stairwell had suffered and Nicholas had enjoyed it. Nicholas knew what rage was and he knew that he was not in a rage when he killed that man..