"They'll be taken care of." Daniella turned, a little confused, and started crawling away again. Dominica gave her a firm swat on her naked behind. "G...t a move on, now!"In the bathroom, Daniella stood up, for the first time in so many hours. It almost seemed unnatural, standing and walking on two feet. She looked in the mirror, and saw the slick sheen on her face, the little flecks of oatmeal. "Oh well," she thought, "oatmeal is supposed to be GOOD for your complexion." She turned on the tap in. All except one. One woman, a girl really, with small pointy tits crawled up on the table next to Lyndia.I could plainly hear Lyndia's grunting as Anthony fucked her. There was nothing subtle about it. He held her legs spread wide while he slammed in and out of her. She was rolling her head from side to side as another biker climbed up onto the cushions. Kneeling next to Lyndia he shoved his erect cock into her open mouth. Lyndia's eyes blinked open in surprise and then shut again as she started. "I'm not sure I do either, and its better that way. Better for us all, I think."Life dances and sings.Within us, within our blood, within the very cells of us, life dances and sings a song we do not hear. I did not hear it. Did not know to listen for it, but it is there.Like the song Gaen sings, the song that is each of us is magic. Not so great, of course, as Gaen's song, yet neither is it less. Different songs they are, while at the same time my song, my master's song, Ilesa's song — the song. ”“Then they’re crazy,” I said.“I don’t care,” she said. “I don’t care about much of anything anymore.”“I know you’re mad at Steve, but do you want to share the wealth and be mad at me, too?”“Why?”“Because he was a jerk and you deserved much better, from the very first time he took you out. I’m with Dad on this one, Hannah.”She didn’t get mad, to my surprise. Instead she got that impish look on her face.“You were just jealous of him.”“Why? You said you never did anything with him.”“Because I.