You can see her now, can’t you?” “Yeah.” Brandon muttered. “Well…” I beckoned him with a twirl of my fork. Brandon shifted uneasily, struggling to maintain eye-contact with me. Strangely, I didn’t feel that bad about it. “She looks worried.” Brandon said, “She keeps looking from me, to the sun. I think she’s looking into the astral plane.” “And what does she see?” “I don’t know.” Brandon shook his head, “I can’t see into it. The only reason I can see Corruption, is because you two are separating.” “You think so?” “I know so.” Brandon leaned forward, putting his chin in his palms, studying me, “Even before people knew you were a god, I could literally see your reputation preceding you. People scrambled out of your way like there was something physical that compelled them. You killed your former gang on suspicion alone. You robbed banks and left no witnesses to point the finger, then walked out the front for everyone to see anyway. You japan killed every member of every syndicate in this city, and now, you won’t even touch asian twenty women with blades to your throat.” “You think I’m becoming soft?” I smirked. “I think you’re becoming Willowbud.” Brandon said, then put his hand atop mine. I frowned. Usually, I would turn my palm over, and link fingers with the man. Now, his touch was barely pleasant; it was almost annoying. Brandon smiled ruefully, and withdrew his hand. “It’s just a phase, you know.” I grumbled, “Sister Julia and I stopped our game. I’ll be better soon.” “Do you want to be ‘better?’” Brandon asked. “I don’t want to be her again, Brandon.” I replied, stabbing a cucumber with my fork, “I’d rather die.” We ate in silence for a while, but it wasn’t the comfortable, understanding quietness that usually hung between us. It was a forced, unnatural silence filled with things that weren’t said. Our eyes shifted together, then moved away after a few seconds of contact, and we both became way too interested in our food. For some strange reason, my mind wandered to Astrid. LUCILLA “Woof-woof.” Julia said, smiling up at me as I ran my fingers through her wet hair, washing what she used to call ‘sin’ from her strands. Hell, it used to be Julia washing the cum out of my hair, and gazing down with concern at me. What was even stranger than the role-reversal, was that I enjoyed being the caregiver. I enjoyed japanese tending to her, touching her platonically, grooming her. She’d doted on me my entire life, and not once had I thought it was any more than her duty, possibly black her burden. I never thought it would be a privilege. “Woof-woof!” Julia grinned again, and blew bubbles into the air. I smiled back, and cupped big my palm over her forehead as I poured water through her soapy, crimson strands, directing the stream away from her face as she had done so many times with me. I lathered the suds back into her mane, and giggled when she purred like a cat, and sank blissfully into the tub. “Woof-woof…” she groaned, and rested her head on the tub’s edge as my fingers kneaded her scalp. “Oh, you like that, huh?” I chuckled. “Woof-woof.” Julia whispered contentedly. I scrubbed behind her ears, rubbed along the column of her neck, then grabbed a sponge, and began blotting her shoulders. I worked my way over her collar, across the top of her chest, then stopped. Her breasts were floating in the soapy water, glistening pale domes adorned with pink nipples. My face dropped in rejection, and my shoulders slumped even more. asian “Fuck!” I screamed, and pushed the nymph-girl off me, hoping she’d miss the branch, and break her neck. I can’t explain it but watching Alan making love to Alexis was a rush! By that time we’d all finished showering and were getting dressed. She said with a grin. “Oh big yeah?” I asked her. His index finger teased its way up and down across her hair, always stopping just above her cunt lips. Judy’s mother had warned he that sex would hurt; it didn’t. He slipped easily inside her and began fucking her gently at first but then quicker. Joy had become a gorgeous young woman, she was always a cool person, and one of my best friends in the whole world. Vishal was unhappy that he came so fast and removed his tool, crestfallen. That had felt incredible, better than when using her hand! Their breathing came in shallow gasps now and Carissa dropped languidly to her knees, pressing delicate kisses down the length japan of her victim’s ribs, belly and hips until she settled japanese into a gentle nibbling at her inner thighs. She said she was meeting someone, but we did not believe her. Then again there was a strange thought that she found watching her brother kiss another female a little sexy. "All is fine my Bast. I need you stretched for tonight and you have a long way to go." Upon arriving to black our destination, we parked close to some other vehicles – a few cars and an RV – then took our valuables and all the gear and were on our way along a trail. I could hear my lower belly slam against her ass over her moans.