“Okay, who’s calling while the devils are climbing the trees?”(While the devils are climbing the trees ie “yakku gas nagina welaawe”, as sai...d by Sinhalese ppl in sinhala, is a slang to mean “around the midnight”. It’s an expression of anger when you have ti wake up in the middle of night to answer a call.)“Qamar?” A woman said on the other side. It sounded like a kinda young voice, sweeter than the sweetest he had ever heard.“Yeah, who’s this?”“Someone who’s supposed to be climbing a tree right. Thanks. This wasnt the reason why he made me say was it? Is this all you wanted me for? I asked questioningly. No. Okay, what did you want me for? I asked in a serious voice. This is ha-uhhhh…I l- he just zoomed closer to me, he was almost pressing against my boobs! It was weird. Forcefully, he kissed me. I was squirming trying to pull away. He wrapped his arms around me hardly. STOP! I moved my head away, trying to breathe, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I screamed! He completely ignored me.. By late August, I was able to control multiple minds at once, I was able to ignore physical damage or sensation, my mind was vastly stronger than before, and I was able to manifest other, lesser telepathic talents to a minor degree. I guess I had started to feel cocky.There was a sound of thunder. Pain shot through me. Loris stood over me."You're getting good. I just shot you in the guts with this gun of yours. It's a nice gun ... I'll leave it here for you. You've got a couple of hours before. I pulled my panties back into position, picked up my clutch and scampered to the loo to freshen up my makeup and adjust my clothing. I was glad that I’d chosen to wear knickers rather than a thong as the latter would have been insufficient to have keep my hard swollen ‘clitty’ in place. I was so horny. The tip was wet and sticky. Briefly I considered bringing myself off (it wouldn’t have taken very much at that moment) but I was enjoying the heightened sexual tension the ‘edged’ feeling was.