The Choosing
She will know the truth
Cunts and cocks contested wildly across the orgy-slicked ballroom floor. Then everything stopped, sweat-washed debauchery halted in an instant. In the bewildering silence came a single resounding tick of hard against glass. Heads swiveled, eyes squinted, the balcony doors creaked open. There, bathed in frigid moonlight she stood, the white-eyed specter of eternal judgment. She scanned the room of naked revelers, reading e...