He understood then what Lilith had been staring at. Directly above the pair, the sky was slowly parting. A crack formed in the infinite cloud layer that blanketed the realm, and a narrow rift opened up through which James saw, for the first time, the celestial ceiling of the Temple of Venus. James had always imagined that beyond the clouds there would be a normal, blue sky. In that blue sky there must hang a warm sun, shedding its light and heat for those below to enjoy. But the sky James peered into now was anything but normal, and the source of the Temple's light was anything but warm. Through the widening crack in the clouds, James saw into the heavens – and the heavens were black. Like the sky on Earth on a moonless night, the ceiling of the temple was perfect darkness. James could see forever into that endless void, but there was nothing to see. Because, unlike the sky on Earth on a moonless night, the sky in the Temple of Venus held no stars. No stars, but one. The singular point of radiance illuminated the vast indian halls of the Temple, but not the dark, distant sky. The star's cold, lonely light pierced through infinity to reach Lilith and James, and all it brought was a deep sense of foreboding. "L-Lilith…" James stammered, unable to take his eyes off the ebony expanse of sky and the bright jewel that hung alone in it. "Lilith, talk to me. What's happening?" A beautiful and sonorous voice, like a choir of angels, rang out softly and echoed through the Temple. The voice came from above Pissing – from the star. And though it sounded harmonious and lovely, the words it sang were laced with poisonous malice and cold anger. "Go on, Lilith. Tell him what's happening," it said. At that moment, an eerie wind began to blow. It swept away the perfume-scented haze and chilled James to his core. Lilith turned slowly back to James, tears streaming down her face. Agonizing fear and sorrow shone in her eyes, and she choked out two quiet words that chilled James more than any lingerie frigid wind ever Lesbian could. Both lovers understood the little game they were playing now. Through one of her old maids named Maria, Rose was able to get a job as a waitress in a club that Maria’s cousin owned. I lay there, spread open, my ravaged Pissing twat gaping Lesbian wide and draining its juicy cunt butter down into the crack of my chafed little asshole. “It needs to breath for a couple minutes” she said. “Good girl.” It was my turn to be stunned by this admission, but I gathered myself up to acknowledge this and pat her on the indian arm. President McTaggart smiled at me as she waited at the entrance to collect clothing, nodding her head in delight. Again, scooping the lovely remains into my arms, I carried the lovely corpse back to the prep room and placed it onto the prep table. She fucked me with more energy than the first time but it was still a totally silent affair. Got to make sure Joanna knows it’s coming so she can, hopefully, pass it along to you somehow.” The scene was immediately repeated with Edgar fucking her lingerie while Hectors cock was in her and her husband’s mouth.