"Oh, great," he said, "get all ethical on me, like the shrinks did. Tellme I can't possibly know what I want, because I'm a child." I never said..." I... began, but he went on:"I'm dead, Ellen. There's no longer any question of whether or not I'mable to choose what happens to me." What's it like, being dead?" I asked."You get to choose," he said, surprising me with his frankness. "Somepeople choose God, and they get their wish, or something like it. Manychoose oblivion, and they get that. Some. Her clitoris was a miniature, pink bullet and he wasted no time flicking his tongue up and around it, teasing her at first then circling more insistently, wrapping his lips around the tiny nub and listening to her cries building as she convulsed with each lap. The prospect of being the first person to taste her orgasm spurred him on, kissing, slathering and licking the teenager's hot slit as she lost the power of speech, resorting to guttural grunts, groans and sighs.Dipping inside her hairless. Xera let out an awed sigh with Sophia. I rolled my eyes. “Let's go, then,” I said, slinging my pack. We took to the ladders. To the east, the horizon grew lighter as dawn approached. Navigating Black Glass Aerie was interesting. The ladders, according to Xandra, were for the children who couldn't fly yet. The adults transformed into birds to get around.She led us up a series of ladders, crossing ledges and passing the cave-like homes of the avians. They were open, but curtains hung around the. How the plan had been to deeply polarize and divide the nation against itself, then guide it towards a slow buildup to massive conflict. Then the war would begin with two evenly balances sides, so that it would drag on and tie up all their resources. Into the midst of all this would come the Inonni. Both sides would be too mired in their hatred and loathing for each other to recognize the new threat from abroad. Each would think it a new attack from the other and fail to coordinate their forces.