Before you, it was Lucifer and his sin of pride. Anyway, I am here on behalf of the court of Heaven to speak with you, the new master of Hell. I repre...sent, specifically, Lord Michael, the new King of Heaven. The new God, as it were. No longer is he simply Michael the Archangel, but now he has claimed the empty throne left by the passing of Jehovah God and Christ Jesus. Both are slain, as was Lucifer," Raphael rather dramatically announced to me."So, it's true. Sin has destroyed God and His Son,. There’s something erotically exciting about watching a woman finger herself to a cum. I guess it’s the same thing as you getting turned on to me jacking off”, he quizzed.“You mean you’ll do it?”, her tone flooded with incredulity.“Sure. Just not right now. If you want to see me spurt, my poor worn-out balls need time to recuperate and reload first! In the last 24 hours, you’ve probably gotten me off more than I have in the last 24 months! Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining, but an old guy. They were two feet apart but she’d never felt further from him.“But they’re mine,” she said. “You didn’t even ask me.”“I’m sorry, baby,” he said insincerely. “Forgive me, huh?”Baby. She couldn’t even remember the last time he’d said the word to her. She wanted to get one of his pots of paint and empty it over his arrogant head.“I don’t want anyone to see my paintings,” she said and it was true. Everything she’d ever painted was so profoundly personal that the idea of strangers even glancing at. Barbara couldn't get away from him fast enough. At her door, he asked to come in and she gave a white lie about having to get up early and thin walls. Being so impressed with himself, he suggested they go to his apartment – to which she pointed out it didn't help her be rested for her test in the morning.He leaned in to kiss her and she deftly turned her head at the last moment so he could kiss her cheek. She skillfully deflected his unwanted attention. Finally, he got the message. Shrugging.