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A New Day, A New You part 13

Date: 6/30/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Blowjob, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Threesome, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

business and revenge or as everyone else seems to call it, justice. I love this job. Gabriel: Two days later “He’ll be coming home to pray and he’ll be coming home to save and he’ll be reborn after killing you very soon,” I sing to little Kit as she attempts to break her bonds. The boys moved her to the central room; it’s a circle that my family has been reborn in. Chucklez brought a hitchhiker girl her for his rebirth, she didn’t know him very well but she felt things for him. Crying Tomas brought his Daddy, the memory makes me smile because of my Daddy. Every one of the boys has brought someone here and everyone has left a new Face. But Stuart, Stuart is special. He’s a real monster, just like me. I set out the tools, a hammer, a knife, some rope. Just the odds and ends for him to decide from when he arrives to send Kit home to her maker and take her fear away. I look at her, she’s still fighting, she’s still proud but I can taste her fear. Living in a cage for the past while hasn’t dulled her senses, it’s good. I’ll need her sharp to help Stuart break down. I can hear the engine now, one bike and it’s loud, but different. I head to the old loading docks, I’m here alone while the rest of the brothers take care of odd jobs and a few bring Stuart in for the grand rebirth tonight but one is back. There is one bike but not one of ours. White horses on a black bike and the figure on the bike has a hooded leather jacket and jeans. “You don’t belong here,” I tell the person ... letting my eyes adjust to the dim light,” You might want to leave before bad things happen.” It’s a man but he doesn’t respond in words. Instead he pulls one leg off his bike and steps around it to the front keeping his hood low covering his face. He’s playing fear games, with me. I laugh at him. “You think you’re funny don’t you, thinking you can come here and try to scare me. ME!? I am the thing children dread hiding in their closets. I am the one that makes a parent hold their child a little tighter at night,” I tell him laughing at his arrogance,” Who are you to come here and try to scare me.” He is breathing but it’s not fast or panicking. It’s calm and steady, he isn’t afraid. I look at him closely and see a pitch fork patch on one side with a white label patch that has the word ‘Pariah’ on it. Those sitting on his left are nothing to the one on his right, a scythe in simple black and white. “You come here to make a threat? You go back and you tell them that I will rend them asunder for the arrogance of sending you here,” I yell at him now but he still doesn’t panic, so I laugh a little more,” You think you can face me, I am FEAR ITSELF! I am the one that nobody can face because I am more that flesh and bone, I am in your head and heart.” Nothing from him, not a tremor or a shake. I laugh and shake my hand to get feeling in my fingers. Looks like I get a show of my own before Stuart joins us today. Guy: Right here, Right now Talking, Gabriel is talking to me. Fear this, scary ...