The Path to Grace (closed)

1.Chamuel – Angel of harmony
2.Elijah – Angel of innocence
3.Gavreel – Angel of peace
4.Hadraniel – Angel of love
5.Hael – Angel of kindness
6.Hamael – Angel of dignity
7.Hamaliel – Angel of logic
8.Haniel – Angel of harmonious love
9.Iahhel – Angel of meditation
10.Iofiel – Angel of beauty
11.Israfel – Angel of song
12.Lailah – Angel of conception
13.Maion – Angel of self discipline
14.Mihael – Angel of loyalty
15.Mumiah – Angel of longevity
16.Muriel – Angel of emotions
17.Ongkanon – Angel of communication
18.Ooniemme – Angel of gratitude
19.Perpetiel – Angel of success
20.Rampel – Angel of endurance
21.Raphael – Angel of healing
22.Rhamiel – Angel of empathy
23.Shekinah – Angel of unity and unconditional love
24.Shemael – Angel of gratitude
25.Shushienae – Angel of purity
26.Taharial – Angel of purification
27.Uriel – Angel of creativity
28.Uzziel – Angel of faith
29.Valoel – Angel of peace
30.Verchiel / Herchel – Angel of affection
31.Vohu Manah – Angel of purity
32.Yofiel – Angel of divine beauty
33.Zuriel – Angel of harmony

Thirty three angels had been selected by God, to create God's newest angel. Instead of creating her in his image he created her in the image of other Angels. God needed a new Angel, there was a purpose for everything, even if no one but him new it. He had placed the selected thirty three into a set location while he got to work on her. Finishing his work God presented her to the Angels.

”This is Chastity. She is created in the image of you all. She will be tested as she is not born of me from Grace, but she is created in the image of all of you. She will be sent to Earth when she reaches the age of 23 years old. She will go there and take a human form. She will no doubt be tested more then any of you can for see. You will all teach her and guide her until that day.”

With that said God went back to his unknown location. The Angels were in shock she was was just a baby. She was an angelic baby. As God had commanded them they did.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 23 years later * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Standing before the chosen seven. Gabriel, who would tell her, her fate. Then there were the others. The angels of justice; Munkis and Nakir, the angel of creation; Pistis Sophia, The queen; Regina Angelim, the angelic order; the Seraphiel's, the angel of obedience; Sraosha, and the angel of partnership; Soqed Hozi.

Chastity stood there before them, her head bowed to them all. ”I am here to receive my fate.” She spoke softly the them. All of their heads nodded to one another as Gabriel stood up and walked over to her. Placing his hand on her shoulder he sighed.

"My child you will be sent to Earth, as a test of your loyalty and of your purity. Chastity we have raised you and taught you well and now it is time to see if you deserve Grace."

Her breath caught in her. Her heart fluttered as she knelt there before them all. Each of them giving her a gift of themselves in all of this. She did not understand what was going to happen to her or why. As she finally caught up to her thoughts her world was ripped away from her. Standing on a street wearing a long white dress she looked around. This was Earth, this was her test.

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Something in the air shifted.....and he knew......his nostrils flaring as he picked up an unmistakable scent, one that would not evade him even if he were halfway across the world from it.

An Angel walked the world of Man once more.

A soft growl rippled through the inky blackness of the catacombs he had called home for ages......the place of the dead seemed a fitting place for his home, as many as he had sent along this path. But for the first time in over a millenia.....a very different hunger stirred him forth from the sepulchers and tombs.....a soft stirring in his loins that could only mean one thing.

A female Angel.

Human women were so boring. But that didn't mean he didn't enjoy breaking them. Especially when they got him aroused enough to drop his human facade and reveal his true self.......the looks of horror on their faces as the died.....eaten from within just from the blasts of his seed.......that was what he lived for.....why he still trod this desolate land.

He tested the air again. This one was fresh......innocent......couldn't possibly be an Archangel. She lacked the power.....and the emotional jading that came with the post. Such a girl would most likely see love and wonder in everything she beheld. The crypts shook again....his laughter derisive this time. And yet.....

If he could twist that laughter......twist it to something more fitting......

He arose then....all fourteen foot of him.....not really caring whether it was night or day or even if anyone saw him emerge. Grumbling in annoyance he began to shrink slowly.......half his size was as far as he could manage, and he was well aware that seven foot tall was more than enough to intimidate all but the toughest humans.....especially when it came with his musculature.

He wouldn't have an hard time finding her.....it was the getting close that was the fun part......

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It had taken him all of a week. Her aura a distinct beacon to him, even though he was miles away from her. A distance he had closed one day at a time.....

And yet nothing could have prepared him for seeing her that first time. A lovely cascade of blonde locks spilling over her shoulders.....dressed conservatively, almost demurely as she wandered through a local park. He watched as she chatted with passerby, joggers, and other park walkers good naturedly. It would be so easy to just corrupt one of these humans.....inflame their lusts to the point where they attempt to rape her.....and watch her true powers come to the surface as they poor bastard gets torn apart.

"They have no idea who they're dealing with."

For now he just watched.....followed......melding into the shadows when he had to. Observing and learning her daily routines.....her attitudes and her little nuances......

She liked this park it seemed. Made a point to come here multiple times a week. Was it the disgustingly fresh air? The hopelessly enamored faces of the men she met? What could possibly appeal to an Angel?

He crouched on a bench and waited......she hadn't come yesterday......and so.....she would be here today. And when she did......the game would begin.

No sooner had he thought that....than she appeared from behind a copse of trees......walking the park's trail as she had for weeks now......

"Good morning, beautiful."

Chastity

Chastity had found one place that she felt at home with. It may not be as beautiful as heaven but it was still God's creation and she could take great pleasure in that. The people in the park were always so kind to her. Walking on the path the way she did all time she hummed. No specific song just a melody from home.

She had been blessed with beauty and with song. The Angels and God had truly blessed her, and they had taught her so much. A tear fell from her cheek. Wiping it away she looked at her hand. Emotions.... they had not prepared her well for that. They had explained them to her, but she no one was sure if they would affect her the same as everyone else.

A soft smile graced her lips. Well apparently being on earth she got all the luxuries of it as well. Finding her favorite tree she made her way over. Passing a man sitting on the bench she smiled sweetly to him

"Good day sir"

She spoke to him kindly. Her voice like a silky breeze blowing through the air. Her scent was unmistakable, always smelling of Lilly's and roses. Her hair hung around her shoulders bouncing softly with the wind passing by.

It was intoxicating, being this close to her......though the cloying aroma of flowers rankled in his nostrils, keeping his senses alert enough that his own lusts could not overwhelm him. Such a farcical scent.....and he decided that the smell of sweat suited her much better.....her own.....mixed with arousal not yet born.....and coated with the tang of her lover's spend......

Yes....certainly that would suit her better than this.....

"Good day sir."

He rose from the bench to bow softly, revealing his true height to her. He towered over her, a fraction of his true height. A sleeveless tee drawn tightly across his muscled chest, tucked neatly into his belted trousers. Coal black hair just a little unkempt fluttered slightly in the gentle morning breeze as his emerald green eyes sought to hold her own.

"A present....for you. I thought you might like them. I can only speculate that you come here to enjoy the morning blossoms."

He presented her with a bouquet of mixed flowers......an explosion of color that drew a stark contrast to his deeply tanned skin. There was no trap hidden within their depths.....it was far too soon for that just yet. For now, he just needed something to set himself apart......to make him different from all the other cads who no doubt hit on her daily.

"I just noticed you come here almost every morning. Sometimes while I'm jogging I see you walking the trails. You always seemed to take a moment to admire the flowers.....so I thought you might appreciate these."

He waited for them to accept them.....noticing that an eye or two had turned there way.....mostly aged humans who looked on approvingly. The thought that they considered him chivalrous was almost sickening to him. If only they knew what this woman really was......and what his plans for her truly were......

"The name's Braddock, by the way. But if we meet again.....you can feel free to call me Brad."

That was it for now.....a casual wave over his shoulder as he turned and started walking down the way she had come. He had learned long ago, that with some women.....the more mysterious you are, the more memorable you become.

And he did so want to be remembered.

Chastity

Smiling she accepted the flowers that he gave to her. They smelled wonderful.

"Thank you."

She said sweetly to him. Her eyes searched him, he didn't look like the others here, he seemed different some how. She heard him introduce himself and she smiled. When she had just been about to introduce herself he simply walked away. Thinking that it was odd she followed him and finally caught up to him.

"Brad please forgive my pause.... See I'm new here and I really do not know many people around this area. I am sorry for my rude behavior. I'm Chastity."

After telling him her true name it dawned on her, was she suppose to tell people who she was. Would they find out what she was?

Chastity.

What a pretentious name. As if the heavens themselves had declared her the embodiment of purity before sending her down to the realm of Man to prove it. He could see it in her eyes.....finding God's wonder in everything she did....everywhere she went.......failing to see the true depravity of man all around her. It was like ignoring the squalor of the ghetto for the lone beauty of a single flower. She was so naive.

"You weren't rude at all, Chastity. I simply didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Most women are.....intimidated a little.....by my size. Some men too. You understand."

He did his best to keep a rather impassive smile on his face while engaging her in dialog. Inwardly, he was scrutinizing every last inch of her.....and not just sexually though she was a truly beautiful creature to be sure. Just standing this close to her made him uncomfortable.....that was no act.....and some how he knew that he was going to be made to suffer a great deal before he could achieve his goal of making her his own.....denying the heavens of their Chastity.....and giving her a new name.....a name of his choosing.

Her aura was strong, even in its concealed form......and he knew that he would have to be careful. He needed her to touch him....if even in just the barest caress.....though something as simple as a handshake would likely destroy his control completely.....her absolute purity as dangerous to him as acid in its purest form. She could....and she would burn him. But with every last touch....he would leave a piece of himself with her as well.....and she would be just a little less pristine for coming in contact with his filth.

But she couldn't know....couldn't know about the pain she caused or the flesh her touch seared.....lest she know him in an instant for what he truly was. This aura....this radiance.....is what set them apart. It was what enabled Angels to walk the mortal realm unafraid of their demon counterparts. Without it....they'd have all been raped into submission and dragged down into the nethers to become fallen millenia ago.....

And so when the touch came....he could bear it stoically.....with the knowledge that the next would wouldn't hurt quite as much......then the next one.....and the next.....until he could touch her freely. And then.....would come the next challenge.

Chastity

"You weren't rude at all, Chastity. I simply didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Most women are.....intimidated a little.....by my size. Some men too. You understand."

Smiling softly she looked him up and down, in a manner unlike most women. She was not checking him out, but she was sizing him up. Taking a step back she tilted her head this way and that. He was beautiful, her reminded her of an angel. At that thought she smiled and took another step back toward him again.

"Your size does not intimidate me."

She felt like she needed to say something more to him, standing there all she could do was smile. She had never had to search for words to say or topics to talk about. In Heaven things were so different, but this, this was a whole new territory for her. She was suppose to experience life, experience humanity and not fall to its will. Looking around she smiled at everything she saw.

"Well I was headed down to the shelter. To volunteer, would you care to join me?"

She asked him simply as she stood there looking up to him. Playing with edges of her hair.

She was drawing dangerously close, and with a deep breath, he reined in his own dark powers even further.....not wanting her to even suspect that he might be anything other than what he showed her now. Glancing down, he could see her bountiful cleavage on display while she chatted completely unaware. Sometimes being this tall had its advantages....and he swallowed hard to keep his mind on the right track.

"Well I was headed down to the shelter. To volunteer, would you care to join me?"

He grunted softly, clearly surprised. While he had no intention of helping the downtrodden of humanity's filth.....it did shock him that she'd invite him to be so close to her....a man she'd just met. He watched her play with her hair.....so innocent and naive.....and for an instant he imagined the same motion.....a very different look in her eyes.....and a lot less clothing. Again, he had to yank his thoughts back to the path he needed them to be on.

"Can't. I work. Cars to fix, and all that. I'm sure I'll see you around again though, especially if you like to come here in the mornings."

He did his best to smile back at her, remaining quiet when he wanted desperately to laugh at her sudden look of disappointment. Reaching forward....he extended a single finger to tilt her chin upwards.....meeting her gaze as it reached his own.....

It was agonizing...all he had was put in that one motion....every nerve in his finger....his whole hand.....screaming in agony, and he hoped that she couldn't smell his flesh if it were burning. Just as quickly as it had come, the contact was gone.....

"Take heart, you help the people in your way, pretty Chastity......I'll help them in mine."

He thrust his hand in a jeans pocket.....sweat having formed in a thin sheen on his brow. And yet, as he kept walking he smiled through gritted teeth.......

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Chastity smiled softly and nodded her head. She had no job, she remembered the angels telling her about jobs, they were similar to callings. The issue was Chastity did not have one specific purpose in life. She was created in the images of the angels, and she was every single one that God had chosen. Each has a specific duty in their lives, but she in all honesty never knew what hers was.

Shaking her head she made her way down to the shelter. She had been volunteering at since she had gotten to Earth. However today seemed to have other things in store for her. Getting to the old beaten down building she looked around, there was no one here. 'How odd' she thought to herself as she went to walk inside.

Pulling on the doors she quickly realized they were locked. Looking around she sighed when her eyes finally found the sign that said they were closed. How sad.... heading off back down the road she saw the for sale signs of a few buildings and decided she wanted to own one. Of course she knew the issue of it was she had no money and now had no way of eating.

Going back into the park she took a seat on one of the many benches her thoughts beginning to bother her as she sat there. A few tears running down her face as she realized how helpless she was, sure she had divine gifts, and yes she had a lot of power, but she was not going to use that to her advantage against others.

He backtracked swiftly, his hand still throbbing painfully from where he had touched her. Something wasn't right. He could feel her returning to the park where he had lain in wait for her. And he wasn't about to miss another chance....

Still....to find the beautiful creature sitting on a park bench crying......was not what he expected at all. He watched her stir at his approach, not attempting to hide himself any more than he already was.

"You seemed in such a good mood a little while ago, Chastity.....what's wrong now?"

The tears seemed to suit her. He could picture her weeping for all that she had lost......defiled at his hands with nowhere left to turn to now but him. And for a moment....the scent of arousal filled the air.....his arousal.....before he clamped much firmer control over his body. Such a scent would have no problems seducing a mortal woman.....but he had to remind himself that this.....this was an Angel. And even if she were to respond.....at this stage the act of taking her would no doubt end in his own flaming death.

Still....he could see it. The slight tarnish he had left on her chin. Even when nobody else could, he could see it.

"Perhaps there's a solution? I'm sure it can't be that bad, can it? Tell me what's bothering you."

Chastity

Chastity looked up to him. A soft smile touching her tear stained lips. His kindness was something she would value, of course she valued a lot of things. But the kindness that showed her was a light in a dark tunnel to her right now. Sighing softly she licked her lips, the saltiness of her tears dampening her tongue as she did.

"Well, the center that I volunteer for is closed. So I can't help anyone, and I have no job, so that was also my way of eating as well. And now, well now I don't know."

Her voice was soft and gentle as she spoke them. Feeling as if she had been selfish though she looked up to his eyes once more.

"But all those people that went there for help, now they are helpless and that is not fair to them."

She said to him again, her conscious weighing heavily on her heart as she did. More tears spilled from her eyes as she sat there.

Oh...the possibilites. His mind raced as he absorbed the news.....

"I can't help them, Chastity.....its not in my means to reopen the center. But...."

His words trailed off for extra drama. He already knew that he had her attention, he just had to bait the line.....and wait for her to bite. Just how desperate was she? And if he painted this pig right right way.....perhaps it wouldn't look quite so much like a pig?

"But I might be able to help you. And if I help you, then wouldn't it still be in your power to help them?"

He could see his line of reasoning sinking in and smiled. Now if he could only convince her the rest of the way down the path his mind was taking.....

"I have a young man, who set up a modeling studio above my shop. It's a side hobby of mine, and one that pays well enough both for me and the women who decide to model for me. In fact....we have several designer labels looking at us now for potential contracts. If I could win a few of them over, I probably could quit the greasemonkey act entirely. Oh, I'd still own the shop....but I could turn running it over to someone else."

He could see the wheels turning in her head....

"Anyway.....think it over. I come here in the mornings, the air helps to clear my head before work starts. Maybe I'll see you around again."

Chastity

Chastity's hopes swelled as she listened to his words. As she realized he was attempting to leave she stood up and placed her hand on his shoulder softly to prevent him from walking away.

"Ok I can try... I don't know how much help I will be... but I will try it."

She said to him. Her doubts having faded away. If this could help her, to help the others then she was all for it. As she stood there her stomach growled in hunger. Dropping her hand from him she placed it to her stomach.

Such a sensual, flat stomach she caressed.....growling though it were with hunger, he yearned for it.....and he knew that if all went well he would place his spawn there one day soon......

He violently wrenched his thoughts back onto the correct path once more before his need for her began to show outwardly. He wouldn't.....couldn't go there yet. He had to be patient.

"C'mon then. As I said before....I gotta go to work in a bit. Might as well show you the shop and the studio. Nothing too risque, I'll tell you that much. Wouldn't be right to throw a first time model into that line of work."

He walked in silence next to her.....hissing softly each time she drew close enough that their hands brushed against each other. Yes.....she would make him suffer deliciously....

"Forgive me for saying this, but it seems you haven't eaten yet. If you don't mind stopping somewhere, I'm sure we could take care of that problem at least. And I'll tell you a little more about the job."

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Chastity smiled as she heard him offer her food. Looking up to him her eyes showing just how thankful she was for his kindness she nodded to him.

"Thank you, that would be wonderful. I would love to learn more about your job."

She said to him softly. She wasn't exactly sure about the modeling thing, but if it would help other people then she would do what she could. She was a little nervous things here seemed so complicated, she wasn't use to anything in life being complicated.

She was beginning to learn how hard people had it here. Her thoughts began to swirl in her mind as they walked. Looking up to him for the first time she realized how beautiful he was. A soft smile graced her lips as she stood there, till she heard the voice.

"Chastity be careful my child."

Chastity looked all around. She knew the voice, it was Gabriel. Standing there she swallowed hard. They were not suppose to intervene with her, she was suppose to experience life and the tests of life. They could guide her, but she was pretty sure that speaking to her was forbidden. Her thoughts rolled as she continued to walk with Brad.

An electric shiver raced down his spine as she answered him, and not one of lust either......

One of them had drawn near. Had he been spotted already? Not that he could conceal himself from the all seeing. No matter what the disguise, they knew him in an instant for what he truly was.....

He remained silent, watching her every little move.....weighing them deliberately as he drew her towards an italian restaurant he had found to have just the right mood lighting.....and food that should easily quell the lost little angel's hunger......

For once, his annoyingly tall human stature came in handy, getting the two of them seated almost immediately with a cute little human girl at their table with tall glasses of cool water almost instantly awaiting their orders......

For the most part, he made small talk.....only really letting conversation turn back to the job he had offered her after their meal had come....with fork raised to dig into his own marinara coated ravioli.....

"Look, its nothing you need to worry about really. Just some preliminary stuff to get your face out there. The better known you become, the better jobs you get, the more money you make. I've gotten some girls already to do most of the hard stuff.....underwear.....lingerie....things like that. What I'm looking for is someone who can model a few pairs of jeans for me."

That's right. Keep it simple. Don't want to scare her off.

A plump, meat and cheese filled pasta got suddenly speared......Brad lifting it with his fork to deposit the tasty morsel directly in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

"You're a first timer, so we'll see if you have what it takes. I can offer you a hundred dollars for the shoot, with an extra two-fifty if any of them make print for my client."

Reaching for the water, the glass tilted slightly to one side as he took a sip....washing away the salty mess.....

"So, what do you think?"

Chastity

Art was one of the many things Chastity loved, and as he explained what he needed her to do she thought about it throughly. Just jeans she mused to herself. How would that possibly inspire anyone to buy anything. Sitting there she contemplated what to say to him next. She was ok if he just wanted to model clothes to simply model them, but if they were doing a photo shoot, wasn't that similar to a painting, shouldn't art being involved. Smiling she took a bite of her ravioli before speaking to him she took a drink from her water.

"Well if we want people to buy these pictures shouldn't there be a creative edge to them, something that will stand out to the buyer or possibly buyers..... What about the park."

She said to him, her creative thoughts rolling through her mind as she sat there. Silently eating her food. Again the Gabriel spoke to her... Another warning.

"Be careful what you ask for Chastity."

He said to her. She was so confused, the tingling sensation spread through her body as the voice came and gone. Sitting there she took a deep breath. She didn't understand what was going on, or what was so wrong with what she was doing. She did not offer anything that was not of a great and high respect for herself and for God. Sitting there she continued eating her food, becoming more and more confused about what exactly her purpose here was.

The demon inside him grinned wickedly.....this was moving along much smoother than he had anticipated. And to think it was her doing!

"Well if we want people to buy these pictures shouldn't there be a creative edge to them, something that will stand out to the buyer or possibly buyers..... What about the park."

He nodded slowly, carefully keeping his face impassive.

"That'd work. Perhaps have you wear said jeans, a little sway in your step as you walk down the park trail you were walking when we first met. If you'd like, I could show you the studio....as well as the changing rooms where you could get comfortable in the clothing provided. All casualwear, I promise, I was even thinking a shot or two with a jacket slung over your shoulder as you look back at the camara smiling that dazzling smile of yours might make for a great shoot."

He was rushing things now.....eager to proceed. He had to remind himself to finish his food before proceeding any further. And she had been hungry as well, it was best to make sure she was well fed. If he had his wishes.....her days of relying on mortal food for sustenance were drawing to an end......

Twice in one day he had marked her.....touched her flesh and brought her into contact with him. Yet he had to keep pushing.......it was in his nature......even if the wounds she had dealt him were slow to heal, the blisters on the back of his hand right now still throbbing painfully. It was amazing that she'd not asked him about them just yet.

He waited....patiently, though he didn't feel patient. Until finally, her last forkful was consumed.....the daemon before her wishing very much to be that invading morsel as it slipped past her full and inviting lips.....

Chastity

Taking the last few bites of her food she smiled looking up to him.

"Yeah lets see what we are working with here."

She said smiling. As she sat there thinking about the photo shoot more ideas came to her. Her mind was buzzing with different things to do, different ideas they could try with the pictures.

"What about finding beauty in places you wouldn't think you could...."

The thought seemed to just spill out of her as she said it. She wanted to do something to bring light to the areas of this place where there did not seem to be any what so ever. Standing up as he gestured for them to leave. Watching him pay the bill and lead the way out she followed him. Smiling all the way.

"What about finding beauty in places you wouldn't think you could...."

Oh that was too rich....

He reached across the table with the hand that hadn't been burned. He wondered if she could hear his fingertips sizzle painfully as he drew them softly across her cheek, smiling through the agony as she burned him again. He had been right....however almost imperceptible.....it hurt ever so much less than the last time he had risked contact with her.....

It was worth it to see some of her glossy aura leave with him.....taken from her without her even knowing.....

"What makes you think that I'm not doing that already?"

He stood up then.....thrusting the offending hand into his pocket before he risked more than what was wise. Reaching with the other for the bill, he noticed her gaze finally drop down to the burn on the back of his hand.....

"Got a little too close to a torch at the shop. Its not as bad as it looks."

And then he was spinning away from her to pay the waitress what was owed. He was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to handle this silly girl grabbing his hand and inflicting further injuries as she made sure he was "okay".

Still...he felt confident to offer him his arm as they left....knowing that the gesture would ache terribly despite the clothing between them....but at least she wouldn't burn him. In the meantime....it was a good way for some of the more...sensitive parts of her to come in contact with him......

By the time they had reached his place of employment, he was sweating. Stubbornly refusing to hail a taxi, he had kept her close to him as long as he could before awkwardness and the need for personal space seperated them. It was all he could do to keep from panting and looking visibly ill.....and he wondered if he was having any effect on her at all yet. Time would only tell.....

"Here it is. But let's not tarry here too long. I don't want you getting grease on those lovely clothes of yours. Let's head upstairs."

A side door lead to the loft where he spent most of his nights, usually thinking of her.....

It was simple enough, photograph's in various stages of development, not all of them fully clothed either. Panties....bras.....lingerie....and the lack thereof.....full color photos lie scattered everywhere. But there were normal photos as well. Girls smiling on a spring morning as they modeled tight-fitting tees and sweaters, halter tops and tank tops cut to show their womanly bounty.....frumpy pajamas and wintertime jackets.....

Before she knew it, she was seeing being ushered behind hanging white curtains......his camera already on display.

"Here we are. This is my studio. Not much to look at, I know. But I'm an amateur myself somewhat."

Chastity

Getting to his place, she was beginning to feel tired. As he began showing her around she smiled. Hearing that he was only an amateur she smiled looking over to him and then around the room. Her stomach was spinning as she stood there, she wasn't sure what was happening. Her vision becoming fuzzy as she stood there looking at the bright lights. such bright lights. She thought to herself.

Slowly but surely the room began to get darker and darker as she stood there. Something felt wrong, she felt sick. Of course she had never been sick before so she really could not define what was going on. Realizing she had been quite for to long she forced a smile as she looked at him.

"I think your.....you...your"

Her words trailed before her eyes finally fell shut and she passed out. Falling to the ground as she did.

He stood there for a moment.....thoroughly shocked and stupified.......a passed out Angel on the floor of his loft. Perhaps if he'd thought he could.....he would have ravaged her right there. Instead, he let her lay there.....basking in the darkness of his aura and watching it as it battled her own.

She had no doubt smelled the arousal....the lust....that permeated this room. How many had he killed here? Weak, mortal women who begged for his cock, but could never contain his seed. They had died screaming.....days later in their own beds.....eaten from within. The thought mixed with the sight of the lovely creature before him made him pulse and throb within his human facade......

He couldn't rape her.....but he could further in her defiling.....

A lone finger raised the hem of her dress just slightly....avoiding her bare thighs and the sure pain he knew would await him should their skin touch. Instead.....the invading digit softly slid up the pure snowy white of her cotton panties.....pressing gently against her womanly slit, permeating the cloth just as her own heat did. This was pain he had to endure! And even though it was lessened through the cloth.....it was very close to unbearable.

"You'll be just a little less chaste when you wake, lovely Chastity. I'm the first to touch you, aren't I? Too bad you're not awake to enjoy it."

A soft smile.....his hand retracting instantly to smooth down her skirt as she stirred.....

"Perhaps one day I'll make you touch yourself there.....as I explain to you what I've done to you. How I plan to make you mine. But that takes time, sweet Chastity. Please continue to follow me blindly....and I'll show you worlds you could never imagine."

Barely a murmur.....hardly audible.....still the words drew a wicked smile across his face. When she woke, he was beside her.....cool glass of water in his hand for her.

"Here....drink? I don't think we'll be eating at that restaurant again if you have such a reaction to the food."

Nor would he be bringing her back here. At least not until she grew more....tolerant.....of the death and the passionate lust that had occurred here.....over....and over.....and over......

A tolerance he hoped he had sped greatly today.....

Chastity

Waking up she looked around. Confused at what had happened to her. Taking the glass from his hands she sipped the water carefully. Her trust was in question now. Never before had she felt anything as negative as she did now. Her eyes filled with doubt and confusion as her thoughts sobered her.

"I told you my child to be careful... This is another gift for you....The gift of sight."

Gabriel spoke into her mind as she sat there sipping the water. She knew all the gifts had to be unlocked, she had to accept this gift, but to accept it she had to understand why she was given the gift to begin with. Sitting there her eyes looked to Brad as he seemed so kind to her, so kind she thought to herself.

"Thank you Brad I truly do appreciate your hospitality...."

She said to him softly. Her thoughts confusing her as she sat there. If only she had the answers she needed, if only she could just understand. The sick feeling was still with her, as if she was tainted. She felt filthy, dirty, no longer clean.

Again, that soft current.....

Brad smiled, a gesture that would no doubt be taken a response to her thanking him for his hospitality. In reality, he was simply amazed that a more experienced angel would even risk a contact with her in a place like this.....of course, he wasn't nearly as....disruptive to that communication as he would be in his own actual domain. He wondered what was being said.

From the way she initially regarded him upon waking......a warning no doubt. Her gaze shifted soon enough though. Amazing what the simplest of kindness could do.

"Perhaps we should leave the shoot until tomorrow? How badly do you need the money? I mean.....I don't want you passing out again. I really would have to think about taking you to the doctor. Then again....some fresh air might be all you need, it is kinda stuffy in here."

One by one, he moved to the loft's few windows....dragging them open, ignoring the soft breeze that swept inside almost immediately.

"We gotta do some shopping first anyway. You see....the client paying us is Arizona jeans. They want some good wholesome shots for their next catalog, and some outdoor shots are what they favor anyway, so your idea of shooting in the park is perfect. However.....they prefer to not just "send" me their jeans. Meaning.....I have a account with them, we take you to a good clothing store....and find a good fit for you. You can try them on at your leisure, that way I don't have to ask you any personal questions like your size or anything."

Brad grinned....baiting the hook some more like he had so many times before....

"Oh, and you get to keep the jeans you model. A gift from Arizona to their models, that's actually in the contract I have with them. So....you still wanna do the shoot, or are you thinking this can wait for a day you feel better? I'd be worried about bad Italian food if I were you....if its the food, its gonna get worse before it gets better."

Chastity

Chastity looked up to him. A soft smile gracing her lips as she did. Shaking her head she sat there.

"No we should get started today, I think keeping busy is my best option right now."

She said to him simply. Her thoughts were racing as she sat there. She honestly didn't know what to do. He had been the first person to show her any kindness or to show her different sides of this place so far. Sitting there with her thoughts she simply remained silent.