She had a fleeting thought of the contrast of Allison's skin temperate. When she first held Allison after the nightmare, Allison's skin was cold and c...ammy. Now it was on fire. She just hoped that Allison didn't notice any of the changes in her big sister. She flushed again at the thought. She buried her face in Allison's hair, then tried to drift to sleep.Allison's mind was abuzz. Her shoulder was aching. She and Abigail hadn't changed positions since Abigail joined her in her bed, which was. "Come in then."Sam slid quietly into the room and found both Drows sitting on theirbed and reading over a class book on magic, while making notes sheguessed?After Sam came in, she dropped two large sub sandwiches on the bed forthe Drows to eat. "Those are egg salad, I heard you skipped breakfastthis morning?" I had something to eat last night in the Grove, but thanks and so whatdid Carson give me for punishment then?" Nothing...those boys, they should have known by now not to mess withyou or. You can't do anything with a limp dick, so what's the point!"Then she laughed at her little joke and said,"Get it? ... point? ... limp limp dick has a flat soft squishy head and not a point! So where's the point, or I mean what's the point? Oh shit, I don't know what the fuck I mean and you guys are too stoned anyway." And she took another swig of tequila.I struggled to my feet and staggered out of the living room down the hall to the bathroom and just barely made it to the toilet and must have. "Right," said Annabelle. "I'm going to alternate between pain andpleasure on an increasing scale. Please don't speak unless you have to."With that, she turned to her machine. Georgie quietly said, "Pain. One."I felt an unpleasant tingling in the various parts of me that were wiredup. It was localised to those areas alone. Georgie's voice echoed aroundmy head. "Pain. One. Pain. One."Georgie spoke again. "Pleasure. One." The tingling continued, at thesame level, but the mildly unpleasant.