I averted my gaze, then cursed myself for doing so. It wasn’t my fault Diamond ran off to the astral plane, but I was terrible with confrontation. Chalk that up to being raised in isolation. The pile of social ineptitudes caused by my upbringing is getting larger with every day I spend in society. But I mustn’t blame Mom; she did her best. I was a little perturbed that Angela seemed to get a free pass from Lucilla, when it was her fault if it was anyone’s, but I didn’t vocalize my opinion. Mostly because I didn’t want the confrontation. Maybe that was why Lucilla wasn’t a bitch to Angela; because Angela actually had a fucking backbone. God, I am a pussy. “But why didn’t Corruption stay as Guilt?” Lucilla asked after she was brought up to speed. “Maybe Corruption tore herself away before the change became permanent.” Angela answered, “It seemed that the only thing in Guilt’s realm was Willowbud’s exorcism, so perhaps Guilt didn’t have time to develop.” “That makes sense, but it doesn’t answer the question about the door.” I insisted, “Why was Hatred’s door in Guilt’s realm, if Guilt mature formed temporarily and incompletely just one year ago?” “There are a lot of questions we can’t answer, Justina.” Mom sighed, “But we have something now. The reason Corruption can’t stand her host feeling guilt, is because the emotion transforms the Sentient herself. Two days ago, when we first learned about Sentient evolution, we decided that the pertinent question was: ‘how and why do Sentients change?’ Well, now we have our answer. japan Greed changed to Sorrow because her host was consumed with sadness. Corruption turned to Guilt because her host was consumed with guilt. The change breaks the meld.” “Julia’s been trying to guilt-trip Willowbud for days, and it hasn’t worked.” Lucilla frowned, “Willowbud is acting weird, but she’s still ‘Night Eyes.’” “Who’s to say Guilt is all Corruption can turn to?” Angela asked. “I think their evolution must be predesignated.” I answered, “Willowbud has undoubtedly felt a litany of emotions while under the influence of Corruption, but none of them effect Corruption but guilt. ‘Guilt’ must be the next natural step for Corruption to take, but she’s resisting.” “Probably because she thinks she’s been preordained by the Holy Mother to be ‘Corruption.’” Angela replied, then added, “By which I mean, her mother.” “Let’s stick with the facts, Angela.” Lucilla insisted. “It fits too well.” Mom said, pulling out the notes she and I had jotted all last night. “Why do the Creators always return on the same night? Because they’re triplets. Why is their cycle irregular? Because incubus impregnation causes irregular pregnancy lengths. Why are they different species? Once again, incubus DNA at work. It might remain dormant, but all of your offspring will carry it if you do, as my wonderful sister found out the japanese hard way.” “Matching the biblical deion of Satan with an incubus is easy, and when you consider the wording of Hatred’s poetry, Corruption’s asian obsession with Brandon and Willowbud, and the strange connection the astral plane has with Creators and the Maternal Path, you have to concede there is something.” I said. Lucilla shook her head. “There are coincidences, not connections. ” Lucilla said, “And let’s pretend that the Holy Mother really was just the mother of the first Creators. Explain to me how that happens? How is a cycle of gods created from the cum mutant birth of incubus offspring?” “Diamond thinks the Holy Mother wasn’t just some lady.” Angela answered, “She thinks the Holy Mother was a god just like the Creators; maybe the first Creator herself. Not omnipotent like it says in the bible, but limitlessly powerful. She bound with Satan, and she created the Earth Former, Life Giver, and Heat Bringer.” Then he pressed in further finding Triot unconscious. I know I'll die, but could I do asian anything for you... at least? She was definitely enjoying this, and so was I. However, she needed some on her legs too, so I started applying some there. “Hey, wait!” Manuel broke in. He had walked over to the bed and now looked down at Natalie’s exposed figure. "It's over," Sally blurted out. Kayleigh was starting to come more to. "What's cum with this place? Constance had come over for the afternoon. His testicles flew back and forth in frenzied violence as he pounded himself into the slender teenage beauty. She was so cute with her eyes dilated, that grin from ear to ear, and those dimples screwed onto her cheeks. Those beautiful, twenty-year-old breasts were plump and round, looking firm, her nipples bigger than they were six months ago when I first made love to Melody. I started to firmly massage her back and shoulders and could hear slight moans from her as I continued. Her face was smeared with pussy juices. She pushed her pussy hard into me, bone mashed my lips, and it hurt. If I had been wet 10 times he’d have proved his point. She was already naked in front of strange people; did she have to become mature aroused as well? Please fuck me!” Lynda begged. I kissed his cheeks and slowly parted them with my hands as I pushed my tongue towards his tight hole. “I’m choosing to disregard your request.” I heard the toilet flush and the sink turn on and then off. Now fuck me, baby. 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