"I can't just walk away from-" Then call!" she snapped, "Call our apartment! See if they're there!They must be! But do it without my blessin'."I sighe.... "Don't you see I have to?" I don't see nothin'." The longer we stay here in this scummy little house, the more we'regonna lose ourselves in these lives. What if we forget who we'resupposed to be? What then?" Then we'll be happy fuckin' each other's brains out for the rest ofour lives!" I don't want to be a car mechanic!" Well look in the. “You know Stian, I’d be more worried about you if you’d be okay with all that killing.”“Maybe. I’d still be happier myself without those nightmares.”The small woman surprised me with the tight, almost fierce hug she gave me.“You poor young man, is there something we old women can do to you in order to make you feel better?”I managed to mutter that I’d probably start feeling better with time before I really embarrassed myself, since Immianthe didn’t really feel that old to me. I was sure that. ”Deb took my hand and dragged me across the club’s dance floor to the door of the small function room. The other women surrounded me. I doubt that anyone noticed me in the crush. My legs were caressed by their long skirts as they hustled me across the club. All of them were wearing bridesmaids’ dresses or similar gowns. I was becoming excited by the attention I was getting. Once inside the function room, that was dimly lit by coloured wall lights, I noticed Deb lock the door. She saw me. But one girl in particular had caught my attention. She was an athletic Amazon, at least as tall as me and built like a Greek goddess. Dark brown hair with natural curls fell over toned shoulders. Soft bangs framed her face and partially hid her brilliantly green eyes. Her limbs were quite slender but muscularly-defined, and her legs went on forever. In the middle, her large, full breasts were barely contained by a lace bodice, and she wore matching thong panties. Above all else, she possessed.