Her hands clench in reaction and she felt a fingernail from her working hand cruelly scratch over her joy button. Unclenching her hand, she reinserted...her finger but kept it away from burning node. After the fourth blow, Mayla knew she was near the limits of her endurance and decided to gamble. As she heard what would be the last stroke near her, she faked satisfaction. “Now, did you enjoy that?” her husband asked, “No!” he answered for her,”Now stand up.” Mayla tried to rise but the pain she. . a lot! Okay, I confess that! It was fun! Why I like rough sex so damn much is a complete mystery to me, just as is my decreasing desire to even try to help the Charmed Ones. I have no fucking clue why, but I just ... I no longer feel the urge to go out and fight demons or save the Halliwell sisters, despite what all we’ve been through ... I have no motivation, which is truly strange,” Billie replied as she took a hit of the same bong.“That’s fine weed! I can smell it from here! That should. “I know. But I needed an excuse to get your room number from the porter. Just told him I had to get you some music for choir. It’s a long weekend, and I’m signed out to go to the movie in town with Rutledge. Won’t miss me until 11:00. Thought you could use some company, you know, after Sharon” he said, tossing his jean jacket over the desk chair, hanging a back pack on the back, and turned to me with a smile. “Thought I’d take you on with that play station.” “But I . . . “ I began, as I. Sandra also noticed it, but she was determined to take this one. "Yes, I'm sure."The bus stopped in front of them, and the doors opened. The guy in the driver seat looked at Sandra and then smiled. It wasn't a creepy smile, but just one of appreciation.When Sandra stepped into the bus, she felt some jitters inside her tummy. She only had to swipe her bank card at a terminal and when it beeped, she could go deeper into the bus.The moment she turned towards the back end of the bus, and saw all.