She made her way to the kitchen, where the coffee waited and pouring her a cup slumped down onto a chair. Tommy was due home late Tuesday night and fo... Sandy the days simply couldn’t pass fast enough. Not only did her vexations continue, but Jenny had decided to be her ‘moral guide’ and between the crawling of the time, her confusion, and Jenny’s pontificating, Sandy was about done in. The last thing Jenny said as she jumped out of the car Monday was “Call me when you can,” leaving her with a. “So, uh, truce?”“Truce,” Ozge said, nodding.The two of them turned back. The demons who had been attacking were dead. Unfortunately, so were the kobolds. They had fallen to the last wave, and had taken the last demons out before their own bodies had given up the ghost. Considering that one was missing two legs and another half their head, Merton wasn’t sure if he was impressed or horrified. Looking at Ozge, he saw her shaking her head slightly.“They died well,” she said.“As well as can be. This was definitely aboudoir not just a bedroom. It was dark in colour and the heavily drapedcurtains and almost opaque nets over the windows meant there seemed to belittle natural light. But it was not gloomy. The many low level lights gave it a warm, headyfeel. It was sexy but in a rich, decadent way. The furniture was dark andold fashioned and almost every item had some piece of clothing drapedover it or hanging out from a drawer or hung carelessly off a half opendoor. And when I say. The room was quiet, none of them were talking."Ladies, meet my new girlfriend Julia!"All the women were smiling; they were all mid to late forties, all really well dressed, perfect makeup, very presentable for their ages."Julia is coming out on our girl's night tonight, aren't you?"A phone rang, one of the girls answered in a posh voice, she said "Hello...who is this? Oh I see! Who gave you permission to wear that, you dirty slut?"I couldn't believe my ears, did she just say dirty slut?Jen.