“Then I will continue with the White Shrouds. Like us, they worship light and celebrate life, but they do not accept us and claim to follow the teac...hings of PEAC and the Spirit of the Universe. Their abode is a palace somewhere at the south shore of this continent. Basically a bunch of weaklings and only in the Circle of Seven by tradition not by any other reason.” Urtiel snorted with a disgusting sound.”Weaklings they are. Now the Grey Mystics are the most secretive group. They have a fortress. She looked at me with a frown, I just gave her the same nasty smile that she used to give me. But that wasn’t over from my side. She used to watch those goddamn movies at a fucking high volume, I just loosened the wires from the dish and the problem was solved.She came to me leaving all her pride besides and asked me to see if I can see what was wrong with the tv. Ah, she was asking the malaise to solve the fucking problem I had created.I just pretended that I was trying a lot but couldn’t. My back arched, breasts pressing against the toned surface of his sweaty chest. On the moan my throat closed, pleasure swelling. Close, so close! Just one more and I knew I'd explode, come apart, be his. Yes, his, body and soul."Please," I begged uselessly as he held immobile again save for the steady pulse of his cock and the thrum of his heartbeat against my cheek resting against the curve of his throat. He was so hot, everywhere, consuming."Does it hurt?" He asked, voice strained and. He'd received the letter, and,as he always did, had looked to see if they were naughty or nice. Butthis one had confused him. He honestly wasn't sure if it was a boy or agirl. It had a boy's... unmentionables... but it had a girl's otherunmentionables. It wore clothes that were neither here nor there...He'd not been able to tell, so he couldn't judge... If it was a girl,then going to the toilet standing up was naughty, but then, if it was aboy, it wasn't. If it was a boy, borrowing it's.