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“Every line from that book has been turned-over and analyzed a thousand times, and not an ounce of truth has ever come from it.” Justina hissed. “We’re not dealing with facts, Justina; we’re dealing with sentient thoughts.” I said, “If they think the maternal bible is true, then we need to think as they do to understand them.” “It’s more than that, Tera.” Lucilla Indian Sex said, looking very serious, “There are secrets to this book yet to be unlocked, secrets that died tens of thousands of years ago. This bible mentions the tethering of the astral suns. Were they tethered beforehand, or were they tethered to keep Joy alive?” “Lucilla, what the fuck are you saying?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. “I think these Sentients might be old enough to answer some of the greatest questions about this book.” Lucilla Indian Porn said, “Who knows how much of this bible is literal history? The Sentients themselves might even be in some of the latter chapters!” “ …and the joy in my Holy Mother’s words. ” Angela whispered, her voice shaking. She hadn’t said a word since she’d mentioned that Hatred called Corruption ‘Black,’ and I realized it was because she’d been playing-over Hatred’s words again, and again, trying to find that missing piece that had nagged at me insistently, always poking at the back of my mind. “ This was once a warmer place, of kind eyes on morning’s face, I remember the song of birds, and the joy in my holy mother’s words. It was the answer to the question, ‘who made you?’” “No.” Lucilla said firmly, “No, that’s ridiculous, Angela.” “ On the first day, The Holy Mother created life, the land on which it walked, and the sun with which it shined. ” Angela replied. “Life, earth, fire.” I muttered, my heart sinking. “Corruption’s a human, Angela! ” Lucilla growled, incensed by the blasphemy. “Tera’s a succubus, and Flora’s a nymph.” Angela replied quietly, “How does the bible describe Satan? Pointed horns, long tail, devilishly handsome? Does he live in a world of darkness, like say, a nocturnal predator?” “An incubus.” I whispered, the words barely coming from me, “A rapist of seduction, but not of force.” “The Holy Mother is called the Holy Mother because she is literally, the mother of holiness.” Angela said levelly to the increasingly-anxious Lucilla, “She Babes gave birth to the first Creators.” I looked over at Justina to see her fervently reading Halok’s bible, her Ethnic Porn eyes squinting as the irises ran rapidly down the lines. I looked over at Angela to see her putting a calming hand on Lucilla’s thigh as she seemed Exotic Girl to physically wrestle with the idea. “You know I can’t believe that, indian Angela.” Lucilla hissed, her voice raspy. “Why not?” I asked, “If it’s true, then it could be the secret to neutralizing Corruption!” “Because if it’s true, then the thing holding Julia together is a lie.” Angela said, giving Lucilla’s thigh a comforting squeeze. Lucilla nodded, wiped the tears from her eyes, and stood up. “Please tell me when you hear from Diamond again.” Lucilla said to Angela as she grasped the doorknob, then turned to me, and gave me a grave look. “Tell me as soon as you can, Tera, before it’s too late.” And she was gone with a slam of the door, the sound ringing in our ears, and echoing from the walls. I’m yours. I gave in to the feeling, loving the slow, slippery motion that stroked up towards my tip. I'll drop you home shall I?" Somehow I managed to keep quiet and I don’t think that anyone realised what was happening – other than Peter. He knew what Deana wanted, and it was the same thing he needed; cum inside her while they listened to their mother. I got her back unto the indian chair and started fumbling for a condom. 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