She frowned. Surely Wotan would have returned by now to greet her properly? Or was this some way of subtlety snubbing her, since he had not been keen ...n providing accommodations for her slaves? And why would the door be closed?Freya glanced back at the still-open Portal. Her hand gripped the chain tightly. She contemplated going back and Farviewing Wotan, just to see what the delay was. But if she did not counter the previous spell in time, the Portal would have to be re-energized, which would. I think that at that point, she was thinking they might be a figment of my fickle imagination or some hallucination that had taken hold of me in my pathetic loneliness of the isolated job.A little wisp of smoke was snaking up from Misty and Amy’s tiny cabin and the pair of shiftless hound dogs barely raised their lazy heads up on the wooden porch. They were about the most useless dogs I had ever seen when it came to guarding human life or personal possessions, but they sure did do a bang-up job. Now try to sit up a bit, but go slow”.Chrissy attempted to sit up then screamed loud enough to be heard for miles in spite of the snowstorm they were stuck in.“Ow-w-w-w-w! Jesus Christ, my fucking leg!”, she hollered.“Easy, easy! Here let me see. Which one is it?”.“My left! Holy shit, that hurts!”.Roy carefully felt her left leg, starting at the top of her thigh and working down towards her ankle. As he put his hand over her upper thigh, he could feel the warmth of her crotch radiating against. "Before the evening is through, I plan on you feeling a lot more naughty than that," he replied."If you would like, we could just go to your apartment," she whispered."Ah, but you'll remember I told you that each time we are together will be a new and different adventure. I realize you may not care all that much for the music, but then we aren't here to appreciate the finer aspects of hard rock."Two things struck Angilee as they entered the nightclub she had heard about but never visited. First.