“You think tweeting is going to save your ass?” Atterbury bellowed, his face going red.EDITINGandVIEWINGI tapped EDITING. The world paused.Anael a...ppeared perched on Principal Atterbury’s desk. “Well, well, well, isn’t this quite the predicament? Everyone up in Heaven is eager to see how you handle this.”I gave her a look. “You make this feel like I’m on a reality TV show.” I shook my head. “What sort of angel takes amusement in this?”“Reality is our entertainment,” she said. Her purple eyes. He too had a bit of experience in the timing of this perversion. She was silent for a just a moment and said, "Fuck me." Just those words were music to his ears and a well practiced if not deviant mind. As she lit another cigarette, he took his latex-gloved hands and scooped up at least a cup of her wet poo, held them dripping over her cunt for a few seconds then proceeded to smear them over her breasts. "Talk to me." was her code phrase to him. The normally quite and kind spoken husband. He said that was fine. I asked him if he turned on to garter belt and stockings, knowing full well that that was the outfit Donna would select for the evening. He told me that nothing turns him on more that black stockings. As we both relaxed in the living room having our drink, Donna called me up stairs and asked if John had come and should she come down dressed as she was. I told her everything was fine and to come down when she was ready and believe me she was ready. As she came into the. It was just a little shy of four o'clock that he spied the tall and tanned male with a headful of silver hair and clad in a great looking suit enter the bar and scan the interior. A second later he headed to where Tyler was seated."Tia?" he asked when he stood next to her booth.Tia was the name he used when fully made up."Yes," the brunette responded as he stared into the handsome face of this male."I'm the midnight lover or you can call me Vince," he responded with a smile as he slid into the.