I awoke with a start to look up into Steve's face as he rubbed a coldbottle of beer against my crotch. Things were quieter, the lights hadbeen turned...off in this end of the room, there were several candles lit.I was no longer gagged nor held down. Steve helped untie my ankles andhis wife Marie gently guided me to a couch. I noticed that most of theguests were gone, there were several couples sitting at the other end ofthe room talking with Gloria and Dave but they paid us no attention.Marie. "Lucy?" Jack?" Lucy called and stared at his unclothed body. "What the hell... ?" Lucy didn't quite know how to finish when a third naked person arrived from behind Jack, a completely flat-chested diminutive girl with freckles and a long brown hair."What is it? It's cold, come back to the warm," she cooed and Lucy shook her head slowly."No wonder you never wanted me to come here," Lucy started and threw her present – a bottle of whisky - at her boyfriend's feet. "You were cheating on me all. "Yeah, but it's not polite." Is it the truth?" Yeah." Then you can find a way to make it polite." Well, part of the truth is that I still want to fuck her. I still want to bend her over and pound into her from behind. I'm not sure a polite way to say that exists."Sherri grinned. "Maybe not." And that's getting in the way," I said. "I'm not sure our friendship will survive if I say what really needs to be said, but I know I won't get to have sex with her if I do." So let go of wanting to have. As she pulled away fromthe street and its writhing chaos, she knew this was where her enemy was.From the frayed sack that was slung across her back she pulled her saber.With one liquid motion she had her sword out and had become themanifestation of a prowling shadow.She closed upon the refuse of one of the alley's visitors. She paused toinspect the remnants that lie in the shadowed recess of a wood pile. Sheknew what it was that she had found. The mauled body was still twitchingas she pulled.