Julia is both.” Freydis stooped until her eyes were practically touching mine, “It’s not a matter of betraying Julia, Bound One; it’s a matter of stopping Julia from betraying herself. You have done it before.” “Passion.” I muttered. Freydis nodded, and pulled out an ivory-tipped arrow. “I need three-hundred yards, and an immobile target.” Freydis said, “Any winged-warrior will spot me within a half-mile, so I need the Breytans to be absent.” “I didn’t agree.” I hissed. “She won’t even know what happened.” Freydis continued, “I’ll put it through her left eye. One moment, life; the next, nothing. No pain, no horror. It’s the least I can do for my matron god.” “Freydis…” “The Creators have enemies around the world, some even older than the Iona Guard. Look,” Freydis pointed to the hieroglyphics etched onto her arrowhead, “the Kane Collective. An easy shift of blame, a public death, and an honorable funeral. Julia can live the rest of her life believing she was blowjob right about Willowbud, and you can live the rest of your life with her.” I stared at Freydis for a long time, and she stared back, unflinching, unashamed. She was right, of course. It had asian to be done, and soon. “What about Flora?” I asked. “She is bedridden.” japan Freydis sighed, “She is becoming feral with Tera’s lust. She won’t be a problem.” Freydis dared a hand on my knee, and spoke softly, “Julia will never know it was you, Bound One. If I am caught, I will end myself before I’m made to talk, I swear it to you.” And I knew she was telling me the truth. Wouldn’t it be more of a betrayal to Julia if I did nothing? But this was different than Passion; this wasn’t a desperation shot at Hardcore the end of the game, this was premeditated murder. I hated Willowbud, but I guessed it was really Night Eyes I hated; I’d never actually met Willowbud. Willowbud was innocent, a victim more than any of us, but I couldn’t risk Julia for a woman I’d never met. “Tomorrow night, at the championship fight.” I barely said the words, teen “I’ll make sure Julia is out of Willowbud’s booth, and Sara will make sure the Breytans are compromised. “Where do you want my sperm to go?” I gave a look to Shelly to see if she was following my lead. His hips responded by gently thrusting forwards into her mouth. Then that Friday, they spoke on the phone to each blowjob other, like they had been doing of late. Her teen hand found mine. The day finally arrived. "Fuck asian me," she gasped. She obediently turned over and slid Hardcore a hand between her legs to finger herself as he slipped her skirt off and tossed it back into the van. Suddenly, the moment was shattered hearing footsteps coming down the empty stairwell. Avril, took more lube and applied as much as she could. I keep it up japan until they either put their hands on my head and force me to suck the dick. “You’re pretty darned cute yourself.” I heard the ladies giggling and chatting away about how they were looking forward to the activities of tonight, specifically the afterparty.