07-10-2010, 03:34 AM
Hunter looked at his lover, finding nothing in what he had just seen. Not even the sexual picture of Grace licking Cassandra's pussy was enough to put down his raging beast inside. He looked at Cassandra, a hate he had only felt for Mike in his eyes, perhaps an even stronger hate. "I swear, on the life of my ancestors, Cassandra, I will have my revenge on you!" he whispered. He would then look at Grace, hoping to see life in her eyes, to see the purity of her soul and the confirmation he was doing the right thing.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.