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| Charlotte put her best foot forward as she stepped out of her room onto the gloom of the landing. She'd always felt the mansion was more than just a indian pussy bit overdone with its extremely dark cherry woods and velveteen wallpapering. It was almost more like an old French brothel than someplace you'd wish to call home. But still, she did enjoy the textures of the fluers imprinted redhead nude pussy in red over the creme background and she absently traced a finger along the wall as she headed to the stairs. The nicknacks were what she'd always found the most bothersome. It was, to her, as if the Franklin Mint had been ordered and sent here. Although she knew that nearly none of these artifacts were replicas, and were, in fact, all rather valuable and rare, she found their gleam too gaudy. It was as if someone were playing at being wealthy, filling their house with trophies teen feet than things they liked. In the end it all just looked tasteless and cheap to her. Behind her she heard the jangle of a chain from the leash she'd tethered Nemesio to, although in his thrall there was little chance he would even attempt an escape. But she enjoyed the exhibition of her control over him, particularly now as she headed down to the family dinner. In a bag slung over her shoulder was her precious stone, the Heart of the Phoenix, which still burned brightly only now didn't seem to fade. She'd arranged with the guards to have the car Nemesio had indelicately parked at the front of the estate drowned somewhere out of the way so that the dead of the elderly couple would not come back to haunt them. After finishing the stairs she headed over to the dining room. She heard a few gasps at the sight of her brother again walking the halls, although now a bit worse for wear with his rotting flesh and deep stinking meat smell. However she did not let that stop her from standing before the French doors of the dining room and listening to Barnabas and her father discuss why Nemesio's corpse was missing and what it could mean. Pasting a brilliant smile cheerleaders lesbians on her face, she pushed open the doors. Barnabas looked up from his cocktail to see his sister walking into the room looking every inch the over-sexed schoolgirl. He was rather used to viewing her as a dim witted tasty blonde teens fashion victim, although tonight it seemed even more inappropriate than usual. He wanted nothing more than to slap that silly smile off of her face, tear out those pigtails, rip open her white broadcloth business shirt and defile her with her own plaid woolen skirt. Pondering the ways that a good lashing would decorate the white cloth with her blood he caught glance and smell of his brother walking heavily footed behind her. Barnabas stood and paled at the stark sight of Nemesio. The man wore a collar and nothing else to cover his naked body save the larvae that inhabited the death. His eyes fixed and narrowed for a moment at the blackened sex mound his brother was left with and noted that his sister, perhaps in a fit of ironic silliness, had pushed a tampon up the hole his brother's removed sex had left behind. Osiric blinked, not believing his eyes for what he saw. asian teens could this have happened? What nude boy was happening? He looked to Barnabas for explanation, but the man looked just as baffled as he did. Charlotte laughed lightly at their confusion and then her eyes fixed on an extra place setting. "That is so sweet of you... still setting a place for my beautiful Nemmy. Well, good thing someone thought to invite him to dinner, don't you think?" she asked them as Nemesio pulled out a chair for her to sit in and she languidly set herself down into it. After a moment's hesitation Barnabas piped up with, "That was not set for Nemesio, actually. Thomas was coming to dinner tonight... to discuss what might have happened to our britney spears naked brother's corpse. But I fat ass see now that is unnecessary..." he said a little blandly. He was rather in shock from this turn of events and his mind was trying hard to grasp and make sense of this. Charlotte frowned a little and then sighed. "Ah well then, I guess you'll just have to be a good little pup and eat off the floor, Nemesio," she said to him, looking up at his broad shouldered but putrid form. Nemesio nodded and got down to his hands and knees before her. "Well then, looks as if Thomas is running late. Barnabas, since you're up, be a dear and pour me a glass of wine. I must confess that I am ravenous. I do hope he gets here soon!" she said casually, reaching out for a piece of soda bread left on the table for them to nibble on until dinner was served. With a clearing shake of his head, Barnabas glared at his sister and then at the wine. "If you'll excuse me, I just remembered some work I needed to get taken care of. I will have dinner sent up. Please give my apologies to Thomas," he said gruffly as he turned and burst out of the room. He was livid. How dare she? But more importantly, how DID she? He was pretty certain the silly slit hadn't been a closet necromancer all of these years. There was something... something going on here and he wanted to get to the bottom of it and end it. If only so that he could return his brother to the grave to rest in peace. He trod down the hall angrily and slammed the door to his study behind him and started to pull out all of the books he had on necromancy and folded open his laptop to start some online research into this. "Well then," Charlotte said as Barnabas left, "I guess puppy can sit in Barney's chair. Go on... hop in his chair... good boy..." she cooed. Osiric looked expectantly at Nemesio, waiting for him to snap and hit her for her insolence but instead he obediently jumped shaved pussy pics into his brother's chair and looked adoringly at his sister. "This will be the first time in a couple of years that Thomas has been to dinner, had I known it was a special occasion I would have dressed up!" she enthused with a self satisfied smile. She couldn't wait, it was naked babes brilliant that Thomas would be here as well to witness this. Already Barnabas was obviously scared, her father was speechless... she wore a wicked grin at the thought of what Thomas' reaction to this might be. She didn't need to wait long, however, for after a few strained moments of quiet, Thomas walked in. Thomas stopped short as he glanced at his brother at the table. It took a moment for him to completely register it, his mouth lay open in a surprised gaze and then his eyes turned to his father, with his face soon to follow. “Thomas, it is me,” Nemesio said to him, his first words since he came down the stairs. Thomas and Osiric turned to look at the man in wonder. He could speak. It was… amazing and grotesque all at the same time. Inhaling deeply, Thomas said, “Nemesio… well.. I suppose that bikini model solves the mystery of where your corpse has gone. But… why? How?” Turning slightly to the empty place setting, Thomas took his seat and unfolded his napkin onto his lap and watched his brother. Nemesio smiled, “My queen, my dark angel has seen fit to call me back, summon me to the land of the… well… mostly living.” He looked at the food being laid out by the servants, but he was unable to eat pussy It would have been pointless to. The food would be eaten by the larvae feeding on his rotting body and not enjoyed by his naked brunette dead taste buds. Thomas turned towards his sister and a smile crept onto his face. “You little sneak, I had no idea that you could do that,” he said as he reached out for Charlotte’s hand. Charlotte smirked and looked at his hand enveloping hers. 4 non blondes It was odd; such praise from him would have in the past caused her to be giddy with happiness. But now, here, she just felt cold and empty. As if his touches meant no more to her than any other brother, or father: or any more pleasurable than anyone’s really. The truth was, she did not need him anymore. She had power all her own. And she could see, when she looked up into his slightly bewildered but mostly cocky brown eyes that he recognized now as well as she did that the balance was shifting. That Charlotte was no longer the runt of the litter. She shivered with the pleasure of it. Smiling, Thomas sat back, watching his sister’s expression of delight at his touch. He was pleased that he could still do that for her, that he could make her still believe that he loved her. Now she was powerful, she was not only a killer but also a bringer of life. He could envision an army of slave zombies at his command. This was most unexpected, even in his wildest dreams had he imagined that this girl could have such power. But hot redheads there it was, sitting to his right. Thomas looked straight ahead fat girls to his father and smiled slightly. Osiric wasn’t sure what to say even still, so he began his meal, looking up between the three with hostile confusion. Finally after finishing his soup he looked to his daughter, “What… in God’s name… did you tight hot cheerleaders do?” he gay ass asked her bluntly. With a Cheshire cat smile Charlotte responded with, “Well, as you know, Nemesio and I have always enjoyed a special bond. I simply called and then wwe divas naked he came.” Her words were dismissive and sounded as if she were being flip, but the truth was, insofar as she knew, she was being honest. She was fairly certain the stone was the root of it, but she wasn’t about to give up the source of her power now. adult pages ever, she didn’t think. Nemesio merely laughed at what she’d said and nodded. He had no idea either. “Besides… daddy…” she said snottily. “If I did anything, it wouldn’t be in God’s name, God doesn’t listen to me. You know that all too well don’t you?” s he asked him with her eyes in a cold glare. Osiric stood and made to backhand Charlotte for her insolence victoria secret models when Thomas and Nemesio both women mud wrestling stood to defend her. Nemesio was bound to, Thomas merely wanted to impress his sister with his dedication. The father backed up and put his hands up for a moment. “Fine then, I think I shall retire for the night,” he growled. He knew he was no match for his son and the undead. He turned back to Charlotte to look her over again. When he found how she’d done this… when he found a free blowjob videos to control her again, she would be useful. It was best not to push this too far. He knew Barnabas was likely already researching it, and Osiric really was rather tired. Not to mention that real magic and power had never been his forte. That had been left to James. And subsequently bequeathed to Barnabas, who had shown such keen interest in the subject. Thomas was massive tits son most like him: charismatic and ambitious college university cheerleaders to a fault. Perhaps it was this naked young girls similarity that made it so hard for the two men to get along. teen webcams maybe it was the certain realization that ambition driving his son meant that he would be eventually knocked off of his throne of power to give it up to the young. While he knew realistically he was not going to live forever, having his son nipping at his heels before he was ready to step down angered him. But secretly it also made him proud. Barnabas was the brilliant one, but not what the order needed at its helm. What it would need when he passed was the magnetism that Thomas had. Yet still he resented it. Resented his mortality and his son. And now he resented his daughter and her power, youth and beauty. He left the room, stalking off angrily to bed as Charlotte watched him. “Well, night then, daddy…” she said with a sigh as she started to nibble at the pasta set before her. She turned to the servants and said, “You know what? Tonight I feel like steak. Bloody rare, blue.” The maid looked astonished, Charlotte didn’t eat meat, she was a strict vegetarian, but given all of the odd things she’d seen this night, this seemed minor, so she headed back to the kitchen to let the chef know of Miss Gorechet’s request. Thomas merely smiled at her as he watched Nemesio sitting deathly still at the table, just observing, but obviously not being instructed to do anything. “I love you Charlotte,” he said to her. She smiled and whispered, “I know.” |
