... Well, not really. For some reason I couldn't muster up the energy to panic, or to be scared or, well, anything really.What the hell was going on h...re? If I'm dreaming then it's a pretty shitty dream. Am I dead? Is this limbo or something? Couldn't be heaven. No clouds. Or pearly gates.Hell maybe? Purgatory? Wait, isn't that for babies. The unbaptized kind? I think that's what I heard from someone, somewhere... Whatever. I don't know much about religion.Anyway, this sucks.Your not dead.I. Nowadays we just fight.”“Do you never get any ships from other islands? What if a ship came from North Isle? Would you just attack it, too?”“North Isle ain’t got no ships no more. The King wiped them all out!”“Uh, that wasn’t the King of the Isles. He’s probably at home on Central Isle, sitting on his throne and wondering who did it. That was us. We did that to East Isle, then we did that to North Isle. All we did on South Isle was to kill Landon and his men, though. We left alone everyone who. Warm. Sticky."You like that?" I whisper in her ear."Yes, Matt," she replies reaching her hand back to grab at my cock.I reach around her front and plunge my fingers in and out her wet cunt, as she wiggles around, banging against the wall.I move a finger up to her clit whispering, "I want you to feel it everywhere. That profound need." I do feel it,” she begs, gyrating against my fingers. “I need your cock. Now!" Do you? Do you need my cock?" Yes, Matt. Pleeeease,"I ignore her cries and speed up. "Like I was going to be here ten years?" I thought when I heard that."You are scheduled to work every day from six in the morning until teno'clock. You will return to work at two until we close at ten. Usuallywe have to stay open later when a patron wishes a more private service. You will work those parties only when Kiko gets assigned to them.However, until you learn the basics of food service and tea preparation,you will report to me at six in the morning for lessons. I trust thatyou will.