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Would you care to dawn armor, and kill, or would the bedroom be more to your liking?” “Actually,” Arby said, painfully hoisting himself out of the tub, “I must take Daughter of Passion, Daughter of The Destroyer, the Untethered One back to her realm. She has many battles to fight on earth, many armies to lead, and many nations to conquer, and she can’t do it if she is stuck here.” “Ah, of course she does!” Wrath laughed, “The daughter of The Destroyer must have enemies by the millions! If you are ever in need of aid, Daughter of Passion, Daughter of The Destroyer, the Untethered One, please find my door in Droktinar, and seek my meld. I will turn your armies into hordes of savages! I will strip fear from their minds, and place death in their hearts! They will pillage, rape, and burn without regard! They will cast a shadow of terror across the very sun, and that shadow will have your shape! They will carve your likeness onto face of the earth, and paint its detail in BLOOD!” “Thanks!” I said brightly, pulling myself out of the tub, “I’ll definitely consider it!” “PLEASE DO!” Wrath yelled, toasting us with asian his horn of ale as we stepped from his bathhouse. “I hope you found what you were looking for.” Arby said through gritted teeth as he dragged me away. “I didn’t find out anything about Corruption,” I frowned, “but there were some weird things about Wrath. Did you know he has a doorway to his realm, and he put it in Droktinar?” “He’s told me several times.” Arby said, “The irony isn’t lost on me, though I suspect it is lost on him.” “Do Sorrow and Corruption have doorways?” “Yes, but I do not know where they are.” Arby replied, “Wrath’s meld is something sought after, so the location of his door, while secret, is not completely unknown. Sorrow and Corruption’s doorways are hidden from all, as I doubt anyone sane would want to seek audience with them. Granted, I thought nobody sane would want to seek audience with Wrath, but ambition has a way of clouding judgement.” Arby looked pointedly at me, and I gave him an apologetic smile. “There was something else,” I said as Arby guided us through the wrought-iron gate, “Wrath had a version of the Maternal Bible in his center. It was the exact same japanese as the one I’ve read, but it was altered to include his origin story. Judging by the its placement in his center, it was the oldest memory he had.” Arby stopped at that. “That is odd. It also explains why Wrath believes he is ordained by god to do what he does.” “Did somebody put it there?” I asked, “Or was it made as he was made?” “I don’t know, Diamond.” Arby frowned, “I don’t know why Sentients become what they are. I suspect that during Halok’s degradation, his mutating mind created a purpose for his new self. Perhaps that bible is the last act of Halok.” “That would explain why it was legible,” I mused, “everything after that looked like it had been made by a toddler, but the bible looked as maids though it had been written and bound by scholars.” “Well, mystery solved.” Arby said, recommencing his dragging, “Now, let’s get you back to your body. While I waited for you, I took a peek into your realm, and saw a very confused-looking young lady calling for you. Was that Angela Sorenson?” “Yep!” I said, now skipping beside Arby, “She’s keeping my body safe while I’m adventuring.” “And does she know that’s what she’s doing?” “Get down on your knees and suck my cock, wife.” On Friday morning Kip asked me if it was OK, if some friends of his crashed here, of course it was OK with me, it is his house and I'm a guest. Both - ahhhhh.... “I’m flattered, I guess Amy. This time however, it felt different. It took us both a few minutes to realize it had come from mother. The view may have bothered me but I couldn’t help but think in the back of my mind, how great japanese they look together. I still often yearn to have him inside me; especially on dark stormy nights.” While the conversation was somber, Elise was looking at me with a warm smile and sparkling eyes. He then pulled out real slow but his speed started to grow and with each forceful thrust he jiggled my bust. But, as the day wore on, I noticed the boys were getting used to me. Yes, they were still looking at me, but they weren't drooling over me. They were also noticing some of the other girls. Sara will generally watch, sometimes she will lay at the edge of the bed and finger her self-inches from my face. Saturday November 21 "Okay, let's get started. "Why did you stop?" We stopped at a market setup on some land alongside the coast road, near a village called Mijas Costa. His nuts felt so swollen as I kneaded them. I can pay you!” Ava pleaded. “That's a good girl.” I said. I rinsed and rushed back asian to my locker, hoping I wouldn't get a full erection. Sweat glistened on her upper lip, beaded on her forehead and ran down her back in the hot maids sun. Not wanting to start an argument, or rather a scolding met with indifference, Hermione tried to distract herself with other things.