“Here’s why I think that’s what happened. If, there was only one demon, or even a group of them with one purpose, just like we usually see, the chances are it would only possess one. Meaning, it-”“It would only harass one, and all the rest will be collateral.” The bishop finished.Father Anton nodded and paused to give the bishop time to connect things.“That means, there were at least two groups of demons there. My gut tells me the other one was a lone demon, and the on the other side, the one that possessed the children, were the other group.That explains why the parents needed to die, and Cain had to die. And his friend would have also died had he not run away, though, God bless his soul, I think it would have been better if he just died.”“I get most of it but not about the part where everyone, well, almost everyone needed to die.” The bishop admitted.“Let’s take the testimonies of those who knew them. Nobody will say that the father was capable of such abuse. But there was abu
He was getting impatient. It was the last leg and he had nothing better else to do. The onboard entertainment’s picks did not hold anything interesting. Then again, most things called entertainment nowadays didn’t hold his interest. He found them almost always superficial and a little on the pandering side.But this was the last leg and he was going to land soon. Unlike most countries, he visited this one regularly. He did not have a choice, he had to come back every time. This time however, he was early. There were so many things he needed to know. So many things he needed to ask. This time, he hoped he would get answers.There was not a need to ask before. If he was being honest, there wasn’t even such a question before. There was just him, his abilities, and the man who trained him. The man he called Tata, or uncle. The man who helped him get revenge all those decades ago. The man who, at times, almost seemed like his personal warden. The only one he knew who was more powerful than
Matt came to. He did not remember how exactly he got there but he was back at the porch. He also did not remember how he just so happened to be standing and leaning by a wooden post when he awoke but he was there, nevertheless.It was daytime. Although the sun shone high in the sky with barely a cloud in sight, he did not feel the heat. It wasn’t humid either. Something he was told to expect around these parts, especially that they lived by the river. On the contrary, he felt the cool breeze just moments after the trees or their branches swayed. It felt peaceful to him, his sense of accomplishment only adding, confirming, that despite all the sacrifices he did right by his family. Most of all, he kept his promise to himself.He spied a figure clad in a black shirt, black jeans, with a black trench coat approach from the opposite end. He seemed to be struggling to keep his breath as he looked around. He had a bag. It was heavy, judging from the way he carried himself. The figure took t
Finally, some quiet time.Matt whistled a low note as he got up from where he sat and walked out to the porch. It had been a busy day with people arriving way into the last minutes of noon. Friends from the city, neighbors, and people that both he and Emmy knew from work, or previous works came. The housewarming lasted until five in the afternoon, although it was way late for a housewarming. Still, Matt appreciated the quiet time that settled in after the guests had departed.In the days leading to this day, Emmy showed just how good she was at running things. It was a habit she’d learned from working at different offices before, she’d claim, whenever he complimented her about it. Mostly complimented. Matt shook his head and snorted as he sipped from the can. There were days he was close to being annoyed at the many reminders she’d throw at him, one after the other.Now that the guests had gone home and cleaning up almost done, Matt marveled at how smooth everything went. Given the ti
“That’s it, I’m done,” said Emmy cozying up to Matt who was watching the evening news on the couch, “I think, it’s time to warm up the bed,” she added with a sly smile.“A wonderful idea that is,” he answered, “if only the girls were already asleep.”“Oh, they’d be asleep soon enough. They’ve been running around the house all day,” Emmy answered back, hugging her husband’s neck.“Tell you what, why don’t you go ahead and freshen up a bit, yeah? You know, maybe put on those special… things you keep for special occasions?”“Hmmm, how you talk! Go on,” Emmy encouraged, pulling him close.“I’m just gonna finish my beer here, I’m gonna nurse it till the last drop for as long as I can. As soon as the giggles of the little rascals die down, you can bet your fabulous ass I’ll be comin’ up and we be doin’ a lil’ bed-warming to cap this housewarming.”“Oooh, I like the sound of that,” said Emmy as she got up, planting a kiss on her husband’s cheek.“You’d like that don’t you?” Matt echoed.“Mmm
She had fallen asleep. She believed she did for her hands were still lazy and her legs reluctantly responded. Emmy let out a hum as she felt his presence. By the slow but deliberate way that he conducted himself, it was unmistakable – Matt had come to collect. Remembering her insinuations earlier, Emmy did not object. Instead, she let his touch guide her into lustful wakefulness.His usual playfulness was apparent in the fact that not only did he turn the lights off, but he also snuck under the covers. He ran his warm hands all over the insides of her thighs and caressed her stomach. Then, he peppered the inside of her thighs with light kisses and pecks, his hands massaging the area just above her mound.Matt also took to pulling on the bands of her underwear and letting it go when she least expected it. He kissed her everywhere but there, where it mattered. That and the apprehension for the light snap of the garter as it her bare skin drove her to new heights. Already, she was feelin
Emmy felt like she needed to reciprocate and wanted to give him a sloppy blowjob. She knew how much he loved it. Especially when he did not have to worry about her getting her share of the sinful pie. Matt seemed to have other plans. Right after making her orgasm, he proceeded to mount her. She almost bounced from the bed when the tip of his manhood grazed her still sensitive clit. Slowly rubbing the thickness of his dick along her slit, Matt continued in a sawing motion until he gained a raging erection.With the lights off, and Matt taking command, there was nothing else to do but feel. And feel she did. Emmy brought her hands up to embrace him by the neck. She wanted to feel him close to her, hear his breath turn into grunts as he increasingly lost himself in her. She wanted to feel his heart pound madly as he tried to pound her faster and harder, all while she controlled the distance at which he could withdraw his hips. Emmy brought her legs up and locked them over the base of his
Emmy woke up earlier than usual. She had already finished taking a shower and changing the sheets when the alarm on her phone went off. She had it at five thirty on weekdays and seven on weekends. She didn’t mind. She felt fully refreshed and ready to face the day.I wonder if…She blushed then shrugged. Emmy felt giddier than a teenager about to go on her first date. The treatment she got the night before brought out many things from her. All of them lewd. She silently chided herself as she folded the soaked sheets. She chided herself for feeling lustful while, on the other hand, she lusted. She was brought up as a catholic, she knew she’d be spared from damnation. She was married, it wasn’t lust if one was married. A perfectly convenient loophole. Not that she considered herself a practicing Christian. Still, it was nice to find a loophole. It spared her from all the latent guilt tripping she sometimes still found herself in.Once she was finished at their bedroom, Emmy headed downs