She could see why they had called her."Are you in pain sir?" Akira stated hoping for a certain response.Daniel looked at her oddly, "Ma’am? Are we n...t clan are... oh shit!" Norman stated as he grabbed his head, sinking to the floor. Akira nodded as she produced a machine, as if from thin air, rapidly running it over him she again nodded."Riku, Kimon, restrain him to the floor. Onai, I need you to put your weight on him like you did the last time. Move, we haven't much time!" Akira ordered.Even. ." Where..." I am not sure..." La Sorelli's dressing room..." Hurry!" Come on, Erik!" Erik, let us go!" Now, Erik!" Please?"Then Erik felt one large, strong hand grip his upper arm and a small, delicate hand push at the center of his back. Between the two hands, they propelled him down the corridor towards the backstage dressing rooms of the opera house's prima performers. Quickly, they passed the dressing rooms until at last they came to a dimly lit passageway where only a single gas light. "I am growing up, and you were right. Being on a date with a boy I like does make me feel things," she said."Oh," he responded, warily."Yes. And last night I couldn't get to sleep." I'm sorry." I want you to get me something to help me," she said."Sweetheart, you know how I feel about sleeping pills," he said, astonished she'd even suggest that."I'm not talking about sleeping pills," she said. "I want you to buy me a vibrator."The fork he'd been holding clattered to the table top and bounced.. She was unplugged at both ends, and twirled forcibly around. The fat man now pulled on her hair, guiding her mouth onto his cock, glistening as it was with her own juices, and her mouth was filled with the combined taste of her own musk and his dick as he shoved himself into her throat. Meanwhile the taller man had slipped easily into her dripping cunt, where he started pounding at her, his hands squeezing roughly at her punished bottom. Fay’s mind was a red haze as the two men fucked her. All.