A bit angry, looking fedup. I was in my best gear, not really passable but not caring. I hadtouched his hand and he flinched like he'd been punched.He...looked up at me. "Nothin'." I smiled and stroked his hand. "By me adrink, big man?" He took a closer look at me in my finery and indicatedto the bartender to get me what I wanted. I usually got that anyway, Ithought as I smiled.We talked about why we were at the hotel and generally inconsequentialthings. I was feeling flush having had a large. Gus had never fingered anyone’s asshole and he was taken back by the demand. He snuck one hand behind Donna’s bottom and toyed with her asshole tickling the tight nether hole. ‘Wet your finger in my pussy and shove it in my ass,’ Donna ordered. Gus stuck his middle finger in Donna’s pussy and got it good and wet with her juices. He then positioned it at Donna’s asshole and shoved it in. Donna gasped with the abrupt anal penetration but soon had Gus’s finger buried in her ass. Gus pumped his. The next encounter was even more odd. When John had come through, she remembered it had contained the trash from what looked like a storage room, and a troll plus two draugyrs. Now, all the trash was gone, picked completely clean. From the thick pile of ashes in the room’s center, it probably went there.Now there were four draugyr, sparring lightly in pairs, and nothing living. All four turned to face her, with eight jeweled eyes gleaming in the murk.“Uh, hi there.” She offered.“We heard the. 'They think that simply because we are women we areweak and need the protection of a man.' Well...I burst into tears..."I could see Marti's eyes well up as she spoke. She took her linennapkin and gently blotted her eyes. Oddly enough, her smile neverwithered."'Why do they do this to me?' I said to her. She told me that theywanted me to grow up and be them! This was how they sought affirmationfor their broken dreams and lost hopes."Marti's eyes were alive with spirit as she spoke. I was.