In the morning, I had to check that my hands were normal hands and not something with claws.My dreams alternated with the kind of memories that couldn...��t really be my memories and nightmares during which I relived all the kills I had done. Not killing the game but killing the Trolls - and the odd creature from some other world. In those dreams, it wasn’t just doing those things again but also learning how I could have done them better! How I could have been even more efficient. One morning I. She couldn't know what just happened. “I... I...”“We're almost late to class,” she said with some amusement. She was a tall woman, wearing a flowery blouse that was unbuttoned to show off some of her ebony cleavage, a golden cross dangling down into the valley of her tits. The chain vanished beneath the decorative scarf she wore tied around her neck.“Sorry,” I said. “It's been... an interesting morning.” I was catching my breath, my heart slowing down.Her eyes flicked down. “I bet. Follow me.”I. I remained at the bar in full view sipping my lager, letting the men enjoy me. Three old guys in the corner talking tried to hide their sneaky glances while a grandad at a table opposite couldn’t tear his eyes from my groin. It was the two middle aged men at a table close to the bar that caught my attention. They looked interested and aggressive, a potent combination. I finished my drink and made for the toilet. I hadn’t even reached the door when I heard chairs scraping across the wooden. Of course that was until we gotto his room and then he fucked me silly! It was kind of crazy, but itfelt amazing!"I could see that she was pressing for me to respond as well. I justblushed as she fumbled through her shoes. She managed to pick out apair of platform shoes before I summoned up the words to answer her."Yeah, it was really weird, but I'm happy to try it again." That's right! Hopefully we'll get a good chance today. I wonder whatthe challenge will be?" She strapped on the shoes and.