“so” I groaned. “how does this work?’“you are going to take me into the bedroom and fuck me silly?” I asked?“Then we rest up and do it...all again” She giggled. “You are an anal virgin though, so I will be gentle, use lots of lube."She took me by the hand and led me to her bed. She slid open a drawer and took out a tube of lube and rubbed some onto my swollen member. “I know this is new to you but just do what feels right stud” she laid back on the bed and opened her legs. I knelt between. "You were promising, but to make such a simple mistake..." If we weren't here to rescue you..." A nasty smile crossed Laorlia's lips.I shuddered. I conjured a lust eldritch. The thing would have fucked me to death, absorbing all my sexual energy in the process. Then it would have sought other women to molest with its tentacles and began again."Very disappointing," Alorian repeated."I have plenty of energy to complete the test," I whispered, my stomach twisting."You failed, child," Evolia. There was less noise coming from those last than the taverns, and it made Sara wonder what was going on inside. Even at this early hour, with the sun still not completely up, people were drinking and laughing in common rooms and taverns, though in a less raucous manner than closer to the docks. She sidestepped quickly to avoid one such patron who stumbled down the short flight of steps in front of a place called “Donnelly’s Run,” a lively establishment with upbeat, quirky music drifting out. They would have wanted to intervene and get me the hell out of dodge. I wanted to fulfill my contract to bring exclusives to the newspaper I was under contract too and explode my blog numbers at the same time. Her ambition expelled the sense of self preservation, only getting the story mattered. So, if she had to lean on a source who knew who had done what in a bedroom in Washington, than, so be it. But, threats to expose members of congress and their staff can have dire consequences. There are.