Your Meghann's best friend. You wouldn't have happenedto have seen her around here, would you?" asked Todd. Candice smiled."Oh, Todd, yeah. She sent m...e to get you. She's waiting in the girl'srestroom to meet you. She didn't want any rumors leaking out about thetwo of you until you'd had a talk. Don't worry, the girls and I havebeen keeping people out all day. You can chat privately in there,"Candice replied. Todd frowned and followed Candice to the women'srestroom. He found the inside. This is the dark story of a modern world corrupted by a newly awakened witch. Three hundred years ago, the witch Benacia Vilmire was born from ashes and grew an underworld kingdom built to suit her lust for humiliation and slavery before being beheaded by an angry mob. At the moment of her death, her soul infused itself to one of her most valuable possessions, a tiny black journal that detailed her life's struggles and triumphs. For almost three hundred years her soul remained banished to. " Shit, that sucks."Crack! Crack!The sound of whistles caused the two men to turn around, seeing theirlieutenant blowing his whistle and waving the skirmishers backwards.Each, who was still loaded, took one more shot before turning andtrotting back to join the two lines of their comrades that had begun tomove forward. It was time to quit dicking round. Hey-diddle-diddle,straight up the middle.The EndAfterwardA few weeks back there was a blog, at BigCloset, wondering why so fewfemale to male. With his palm, he rubbed backward and forwards across her lower tummy.Then in circles around the waistband of her g-string. He rubbed her with the heel of his hand. From her belly button down to where her mound swelled under her g-string. Each time his palm reached the end of the movement on her mound, he pressed harder before continuing the movement to her belly button.She felt the press of his palm on her mound through to her clit, and her pussy, already warm and moist felt it was on fire. .