He feels not just his world but others going through problems. Some good and some bad. In a way he is free to see the happiness through his heart. Whe...n babies are born he knows and even the blooming of trees and flowers. But as the day goes on he feels the weight of another sit beside him. The old mans name is charlie and he senses that the person beside him is not from this world. Charlie says welcome stranger you are not from around here are you? The stranger was Clara's father Caim. Caim. A bird flies up from the scrubs under the trees, fleeing from an unknown danger, though the rain is covering up all other sounds. A moment later, a figure appears. A human figure, a man, though barely visible in the shadow under the trees. He stands motionless at the shore, staring out over the lake. He looks almost as if he is thinking about something. One of his hands is closed, forming a fist. Then, however, he slowly opens the fingers, one by one, and for a moment something bright glitters. "I feel sick," she groaned while looking up at him with fluttering eyes."This is way bigger than a shampoo bottle," he teased her."Take it out?" she whimpered in an inquisitive tone. It was more of a request than a demand."Not yet." He snapped off the end of the icicle so only four inches were poking out of her asshole. He then flipped her onto her back instead of her side. She covered her mouth and shrieked when her back touched the snow. Jon ignored her discomfort and grabbed her ankles in. I pinched both my nipples, tweaking them as I heard daddy shifting on his feet outside my door.“You said hi,” he groaned. “I thought—”“Yes, hi!” I gasped in fake outrage, my fingers tugging hard on my nipples. My pussy clenched, feeling so wet and juicy. “Not come on in!”“I’m sorry,” he said and then hurried down the hallway to his room. I snorted, trying not to burst into laughter. It was so much fun to tease Dad. It made my pussy nice and juicy. Just the way I liked it.Humming, I sauntered to.