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Chapter 171 by Mr Nice Guy Mr Nice Guy

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The End

Justice watched from the ether as her little project, Tim Thompson, scrambled into the bedroom as quickly as he could in his high heeled shoes. Waiting on the bed were his sister and mother, both naked, their clothes thrown into a corner of the room, their chins resting on the hands as they watched the door. It was quite a site to see, three people so in love, so in lust, about to launch into an visceral expression of their feelings.

"Probably express themselves all over the place!" Justice laughed, "I'm glad I'm not doing the laundry!"

"This is just going to be a preview," Tim's mother said from her resting place.

"What do you mean?" Tim asked, pulling off the tight black top that he had just so recently put on.

"The ladies," his mother continued, purring, "your ladies are coming over to celebrate."

"Celebrate?"

At that Tabby, Tim's sister, pushed herself up to her knees and crawled to the edge of the bed, holding out an envelope that she had hidden beneath her body.

"It's all there," she said with a smile, "I told you I'd do it. Sorry it took so long."

Justice could see Tim open the envelope, but not what was inside. It didn't matter. She knew what was coming.

"What's this?"

"The money for your insurance," Tabby answered, "For your car. I told you I'd figure it out, and with dad's help it was a breeze!"

"But this is too much..."

"That's fine," she cut him off, "You deserve it. Besides, you can take me somewhere nice with the leftovers. In you car."

Tim tossed the envelope behind him, stepped out of his shorts, and launched himself at the two women. They fought to remove his panties and bra, but left his heels on. It was a good look for him. Justice had to admit that her handywork was better than she had anticipated.

Foresight was the world of her Mother, and feelings had never been her style, but Justice could tell that things on Earth were better. When she tagged that boy back in the flea market, the immortal had hoped that she could make a difference for humanity, but Tim Thompson was something special. The impact he had made on his species, on their destiny, was far beyond what she could have dreamed of. And while she didn't enjoy the powers of her sisters, Justice could feel the injustice in the world ebbing away. So much improvement in so little time.

Retreating farther into the ether, Justice turned away from the image of Tim sucking on his mother's breast while ramming his cock into his sister's vagina, taking a deep breath to relax. It was time to take a break. She'd been alive since the dawn of creation, and would remain that way until the end, but right then, in that moment, she felt that she could disappear for a while. Yes, that was what she needed. Some time away.

And she knew exactly where to go.

Allowing herself to be pulled into her corporeal expression once more, Justice centred her being around a special place. Riverview. Yes, there was a cup of honey tea waiting for her, and a bed pan to enjoy.

Eternity was going to be grand.


AUTHOR NOTE

Hey Folks - thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed my tale! And thanks for your patience as I found the time to finish it up :)

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