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sob. Soul wrenching sobs that almost tugged at my heart. Almost. "God damn YOU!" she screamed. "God DAMN you!" "I don’t think He can," I smiled. "At least not without my permission." "Oh I HATE this part," she protested. Then she gathered herself and took a seat. As human beings go, Lillian Lazarus without the power to end all existence was an attractive one. Perpetually 30 years old, her breasts were high and firm without the need or restriction of a bra. Her stomach was taut beneath her white silk blouse. The flare of her hips in her short black designer skirt told of her skill as a lover. Her long legs were toned and encased in shear black stockings with a seam running perfectly straight from her heals to her ass in the back. "Now I have to spend