It felt like his last few words dripped of thick, clotted blood.The Chief Inquisitor who in his long years of service had witnessed and performed coun...tless acts of relentless and inhuman torture, was apparently terrified at the prospect of incurring the Patriarch's wrath. He physically recoiled and took a step back before kneeling to the wet, hard stone floor, pleading in all fours:"I beg your forgiveness most revered and wise of All, the Holy Avatar of the Gods. I have nothing more of interest. I got scared and ran to ma room.2 days passed I came to know that she had told my uncle about that incident, my life was fucked I was beaten. So many advices from many people. I Hated my life at the moment. But the lust for her never ended; her boobs was always in my mind.3 years passed she was in my dreams. I used to masturbate daily thinking about her sucking fucking her in my mind. After 3 years everything was back to normal. Me and aunty became more close than ever, used to share anything. Obviously not for little stuff but for what he just said then yes I would expect while you are babysitting you do what is best and you tell me about it when I get home!” My Aunt said. She warned Blair that she could not use Tyrone on me. If my actions called for a spanking it would happen when she got home. It was a small reprieve but I was at least thankful my older cousin was not empowered to spank my butt.I can’t explain why it was humiliating to be spoken about like I wasn’t in the room and. The girls liked coffee, but I recalled my own teenage years, and I was well into my twenties before I acquired a taste for the beverage. They were mature beyond their years.I didn’t detect any awkwardness between us, and I was going out of my way to be sure I wasn’t generating any. We talked about what we’d do the rest of that Sunday: studying for various courses, reviewing my lesson plans, working on the book the three of us were writing on artificial intelligence, preparing a nice dinner, and.