It truly is a beautiful town. It’s North America with French flair. Conversely, you could think of it as France sans the bad attitude. The Old Town,... vieux-Quebec, feels like a town in the old continent, populated by nice Canadians. After you’ve been there a while, you understand why Quebecers want to preserve their culture, even to the extent of being treated differently than the rest of Canada. They are different, and they have plenty worth preserving. I’m sure Canadians will find a way to. “Yet, you seduced me anyway.” I mutter bitterly and he slumps back looking down. We stay silent a moment not looking at each other and I fight with the cruelty within me finally giving up to it. I sit up on my knees and yank my shirt off over my head causing Devin to look up at me sharply. “What are you doing?” He asks carefully.“You said it can only be about sex.” I state flatly careful not to let any sort of emotion into my voice. “Fine. I want sex.” “Kas please don’t do this.” He pleads with. The chalk, the perfect drawing, the hand gestures, and the seminal fluid!” Dalton was talking to himself and hearing this final statement caught Luzoh’s attention. He laughed suddenly and chortled, seemingly antagonizing Dalton into a more severe reaction than the situation called for. “You will shut up...you will...will...STOP!!” with each phrase Dalton took a step closer to the edge of the pentagram on the floor. Suddenly Luzoh had an idea, one that would both satisfy him and have him. She gave him a little pout, her eyes flashing mischievously. Turning slowly, she then got down and crawled under the desk.Richard took in her wiggling behind for a few moments before moving to kneel behind her. Emily's deep and long murmur sent a tingle through Richard's body."Thought I'd help you pick up the papers," he said, thrusting hard to push her further under the desk."Oh! Really..." Yeah." What papers... ?"Richard gave another thrust. "You'll get there eventually." Richard was talking.