"How did you manage to survive for four years like this, young Telansson?" one of the men asked with amazement."I-I d-didn't hav-ve to w-w-worry about...how I l-looked," he stuttered, his eyes slowly closing. "D-dead an-nimals are very-y warm."Myka's hands flew to her mouth as she stared down at her unconscious bodyguard. "Oh, Cealie! Forgive me, Jonar!" She knelt beside him, shaking his arm, tears trailing down her face.Alyssa looked up from the stubborn fire which refused to grow as it had for. It's easy to slay a dragon. It's harder to wake up in the morning and face yourself in the mirror. But life, in the form of school, work, basketball, college, homework, cooking, horses—life just doesn't give you time to sit and lick your wounds.Winter break came a week before the season ended. Everybody grumbled about having to come back to practice for our last games of the season during the break and that no one would attend it anyway. Nonetheless, we played Friday night after school let out. I decided I would try it. But first I wanted to strip off all my clothes lay on my bed and explore my vagina or what the guy in the chat room called my pussy. I did just that, and I was laying on my bed naked legs spread out, mirror in hand. Trying to find my clitoris or clit as the guy that I met before had told me about. I start by gently spreading the outer lips of my pussy.As I start fingering inside my pussy, I can feel how wet and tight I am, exploring the inside of my pussy, it was. The door policy obviously applied to the staff as I returned her smile, stirring thoughts of what may lay ahead.Drink in hand I slipped from the bar admiring the attractive and discerning crowd. A mirage of desires greeted my eyes as I moved from the bar. My eyes suddenly caught by another as paths crossed.Beneath an intricate lace mask, smouldering eyes caught my gaze, swallowing me up in an instance. Soft dark tresses framed her beautiful face, her features so elegant. The touch of subtle.