It was a signal. The door leading up to the kitchen from the basement suddenly opened, and suddenly a small parade of naked men, hard pricks in hands,...began filing upstairs shouting "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BEV!" and "We heard you were hungry for some meat!" and "We're gonna fill your cunt up with our gifts!" and "We're your birthday gifts, Beverly!" My mouth dropped open -- there were so many men that the kitchen couldn't hold them all, they were overflowing into the living room. I recognized a few of. "I've got all the data I need now, time for you to go home. I'll keep aneye on her for the next couple of hours - she'll be no trouble."Gillian was to work long into the evening analysising Crystal'sresponses to the various stimulations and translating it to a usable 3 Dpicture of her head.She hardly notice when 2 burley porters came and wheeled the barelyconscious Crystal away.Crystal woke in a large comfortable bed. He tried to move. It was amistake. He moaned softly. He literally ached all. ." heturned to look at Chris to find he had disappeared. "Oh, he was here." Looks like we've both been stood up, Rick. Let me get you a drink,then." No. I'm sure he'll be back soon." Rick was desperately looking aroundfor Chris."Until he comes back what don't you have a drink and keep me company."Rick looked up at Scott and he was struck by the dark brown colour ofhis eyes, and the thought flashed through his mind that Scott was themost handsome man he had ever seen."Oh OK, then. A Peroni if. “I got the potions.”“Master, you shouldn’t bother yourself with such tasks. It is my duty to run your errands.”She was getting clingier; he had been noticing it steadily progressing. When they first met, she hardly said a word, usually only speaking when necessary, such as to acknowledge orders or warn him that something was attacking. As time passed, she got more inquisitive, now doing whatever she could to help him.She would try to do tasks before he could, no matter how minor, like opening.