He had visited most of them at one time or another, but neither he nor any of the street wise children he'd called friends had ever been brave or fool...hardy enough to venture inside one of Kathool's temples.The torch flickered, making the shadows jump and flow as one of the priests approaching the idol."Oh Mighty Kathool," he intoned. "Look with favor on this soul we are about to send you."Chinzel could see the idol much more clearly than he really wanted to. Its pendulously fat body was manlike. Somewhere in my mind, a long time ago, I had made a decision that Cindy was more Joyce's women than she would ever be mine. I might be the one sharing some of the other wives with Joyce, but with Cindy, I felt like I was having Joyce share her with me.It was exactly the same way I felt about Emily sharing Brenda with all of us. Brenda always insisted, when she was alone with me, that it was me that she felt closest to. Whenever we were together with just Emily, Brenda and me though, it became. " I decided to go out forcoffee, I was getting a bit antsy. I needed to find inspiration somewhere.Sometimes it comes easier when i'm moving around. Not quite inspiration, Morelike a setting. I needed detail. I'd only had a single drink at this point, andwasn't really feeling anything. I was fine to drive. I was thinking of pickingup one of my friends, but then I thought of the aftermath. Having to hear themwhine about the stupidest shit ever. No. No, that's quite the opposite to myintentions. She kissed her way down my body until she could push the covers away and get a look at my cock. Her hand hesitantly touched it and then grasped it firmly. "Is it supposed to be this big?" she asked. I laughed. "I don't think you have anything to compare it to, baby." "I do have an internet connection," she said. "I always thought those guys must be freaks, but I guess they're sort of normal, huh?" "No, Thatcher," I told her. "I think they are freaks." "Well you must be freakishly big, too," she.