In truth, they were not here to fight for her, they were here to DIE for her. Her magic was attuned to corruption, illusion, and mass murder, so she w...sn't the best at defence. Sure, she had the spells to keep herself alive, to heal her own wounds and make her skin as hard as star metal, but that would just protect her skin, not her dress. She didn't want her dress ruined by some skeleton's rusty sword. It was a good dress and she liked it.Having a meatshield was always better. It just made. “Then let’s turn it up a little. To continue your tour, first, we’re going to have to remove that perfectly lovely dress. I need you fully naked and vulnerable.”He stepped closer, undoing the buttons that ran down the front of her dress. She stood there quietly, trying not to let him see her trembling excitement. When he finished with the last button, he slipped the straps off her shoulders, letting her dress fall to the floor in a black lace puddle around her feet. He stroked the back of his. But understand one thing, this is the last swap I will allow. You will remain with him for the rest of your life whether you are happy or unhappy. Is that clear?"Robin said, "Oh Pa thank you. Yes I understand that and I swear I will remain with him for life. You know I still love you and I will still fuck you any time you want me."I said, "how about right now?"She laid back on the bed and spread her legs. She put on a little girl voice and said, "fuck me daddy, fuck me and make your little baby. You cant do that slim, I need the both of you. (Pause) I know your probably thinking, uh? What the? Thing is I have dissociative identity dissorder and punkie is my boyfriend fucking, whore of an alter. (Play) Come on, he reaches for me, pulling me up off the ground. I have something that will cheer you up my lover. What is it? Youll just have to wait and see. We walk the few blocks it takes to get home (damiens apartment). All the while hes caressing my hair and smiling. Before we began to.