"Have you ever made love with another woman," Loraine asked Abigail as she slid off of her seat and moved toward her. "Why certainly not," Abigail sna...ped back. "I think you should try it Abigail, the three of us do it all the time and it is much better that relying solely on your husband and your dildo. Loraine positioned herself in front of Abigail and reached up to cup Abigail's tits. Jennifer and Katherine continued to stroke Abigail's thighs and began to kiss her neck and ears. Abigail. She was a total punk girl with Metallica and suicide girl posters plastered on her wall. "Lay on the bed I need to medicate for a bit. I went to kiss her again and she put her arm out and pushed me onto the bed. "Chill down Romeo, well get to the good stuff soon." She walks over to the closet and pulls out a comically sized bong. She started to toke up, and quickly passed the bong. "Come on take a hit It'll calm you down a bit your hand are shaking like Michael J fox." I've never smoked pot. She looks nearly half asleep, reeking strongly of drink. She is wearing a pair of blue cotton track pants, a light sweatshirt and sneakers. It’s hardly the most common garb to go clubbing in, which makes you curious as to her story. She is not what you might consider classically pretty, but then she’s hardly at her best right now. Her light brown hair is tied back in a long loose ponytail. As a single guy, you find the most attractive aspect of this stranger to be her tight, very athletic. A Kikker cargo ship which had been passing nearby had been commandeered for the short trip from the island to the dock. Issa apparently knew the captain, easing matters. All her men were aboard, as were the Elves. A dozen of His Grace's finest stood watch over them. Anelie thought the green creatures were having second and third thoughts about following the Poles to the island now. As well they should.Soldiers lined the dock as they approached, keeping the crowds back. Glancing up, she saw.