"Fuck that shit," said Deadman impatiently. "Read the charges!"
I looked at the irregular edges of the scroll. It seemed to be made of some kind of parchment, a treated animal skin, and was fairly long and narrow with a dark seam up the middle.
"As you wish. Item. The Hellrider encountered this woman, self-identified as Irene and now present, at
gay hairy men the scene of an accident while in
gay hairy men the performance of his duty. He allowed her to take nourishment and transported her to a public place, attested to by many witnesses, although he is well aware that is strictly prohibited for the newly departed while they still linger on the earth."
"WHAT?!" the rider exploded. "Shes not--
gay hairy men"
"Kindly do not interrupt me, Undertaker. This is a formal proceeding. Item. He--"
"*No*! Explain that! This woman ISNT dead!"
"Indeed, she is not dead now." The Bearer of Indictments smiled. "But she died when her car ran off the road. It is a treacherous curve, as you know, and your initial conclusion was correct. She was killed. Ohh yess."
I felt a dreadful throb of
gay hairy men blood in my temples and looked at my hands and body in horror. The jolt, the tearing sensation, the flash of light…I had died after all? All this time, I had been dead? Or--
"Undead?" gasped Deadman. "The bastards done that to her?"
The fat man inspected his fingernails, his tone slightly evasive. "It has been done before, ohh yess."
The rider looked flabbergasted, gesturing over his shoulder to me. "But she doesn heal! I saw her put a mark on herself last night that isn gone yet! She ain nothing like me!"
"It is a measure of your arrogance, Undertaker, that you discount the possibility that any other sort of revenant human exists. Because you were made a certain way does not require that our Lord and Master make all of his servants after the same pattern."
"His servants?" Deadman looked
gay hairy men at me with a horrible blaze starting in his eyes; my jaw dropped and I shook my head slightly, trying to deny the accusation that formed in the air between us. "This womans one of his creatures?"
Hell Hath No Fury Ch. 01
"Ohhhh, Milt!" Heidi Tate cooed while the man sitting next to her on the
gay hairy men sofa tickled her neck with his fingertips. Warmth and delight
gay hairy men began to spread through her. Her companion was Milt Bingham, the assistant principal of Jamestown High School, where Heidi was employed as school nurse.
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