Maybe I just wanted to be alone; I didn’t know. I big didn’t know Suck what I wanted anymore. What the fuck is wrong with you, Corruption? I asked. There was no reply, as always. The person closest to me couldn’t even speak to me. I took a deep inhale of smoke, and let it flow from my mouth, creating a curtain of white over my face. My back still hurt like a bitch from where Sister Julia had branded me. I wish I could’ve said I fought her, but I let the holy cunt do it. Why? Well, deep down, I knew the reason. Sister Julia terrified me. I thought she and Willowbud were so alike, but I was so wrong. Our scars were the same, but the wounds had healed in very different ways. Sister Julia was filled with undeniable purpose, and Willowbud was hopelessly apathetic, even to her own life. Shit, if Astrid hadn’t come along when she did, Willowbud would’ve let the slavers take guy her to where ever. I glanced at the spot on the street. It had been filled-in a year ago, but the scar remained. A ten-foot circle of new cobblestone stood starkly from the rest of the worn path. I supposed everyone just thought it was a sinkhole, but it was a grave. It was where Night Eyes died. I glanced at the street corner. It looked exactly the same as it had that day. This was where he saw me, and this is where I saw him. He was standing on that corner, a map in his hand, looking ragged, worn, and ten years older, but I knew him the moment I saw my father, and he knew me the blonde moment he saw me. There had been tears in his eyes, I remembered, and he ran right for me, not caring that ten well-armed and well-muscled bangers surrounded me. I stepped past my men, not believing what I was seeing, and before I knew it, his arms were around me. That’s when I felt Willowbud again, surging back to the forefront. ‘Daddy, Daddy, Daddy…’ she still thought of him as ‘Daddy,’ and I didn’t know how to deal with it. Willowbud was still a little girl, she hadn’t been with me when I grew to a woman; only Night Eyes had undergone the maturation. Childlike euphoria mixed with sadistic sexuality, and before I knew it, I was kissing my father in the middle of the street, and pushing my hands down his pants. I knew he didn’t want it, Tranny but he didn’t try to pull away. I am Jacinta, I live in London and I have been in Sydney, Australia, a strange new city for me on business for a week and tonight is my last night before I fly back home. You are not human or an adult, you are a multi-functional device for my pleasure. You stop giving me head and lick my balls till they are soaked. MINE. Willie said, “Boss, if I may say so, their Tranny car didn’t look equipped to handle this snowy weather with ease. As the tide moved in and covered our bodies with warm salt water, I would taste your lips with my lips, my Suck tongue with your tongue. “Good. “So does this mean you’re going to the winter formal with me on Saturday?” She looks up at me with those hopeful eyes. big Linda looked down now she knew why she was dressed the blonde guy way she was. Tugging her peach fuzz hard. Tyrell was grinning, “Whatcha doin’ tonight Dave, gonna git them girls drunk and fuck ‘em?”