As I was lying there, something about the amulet struck me. If that was the key to being the Hero of the Citadel I literally held the lives of so many...around my neck. I was the Hero of the Citadel now, and if I doubted that, I would be challenged. So in the morning, I would go to the bank and place the amulet in the vault. That being decided, I snuggled closer to Jasmine and slept soundly.We woke, and Jasmine was in a feisty mood. She was with her Hero, but could not do what she wanted to do. Then she said, ‘You aren’t asking me out on a date are you?’ her voice again brittle. ‘I think I am. Uhh…yep. I am. I’m asking you out. If you’re not busy of course. If you are I understand.’ I said. She looked at me directly in the eye. I looked back into her left eye and to the spot where I wish I could see her right. Instead I stared at her brown hair in contrast with the pale whiteness of her skin, still neatly brushed over that side. But on the left I could see a tear forming in that eye.. Justin was getting tired of all Brittany's reflexive "defiance", and he scolded her as he slammed the wooden paddle into Brittany's still throbbing breasts. Yipes and hollers erupted from Brittany as she started to cry out, begging Justin to stop."PLEASE SIR, I'LL BE GOOD! I'm begging you, PLEASE stop!" she continued on for what seemed like an eternity to Brittany. Finally, Justin ceased the slapping, asking the girl if she was done jumping. "Yes, sir!" Brittany nearly shouted, pleading for him. In fact, I got worried more as our shuttle bus departed and she was making a point of looking behind her every odd minute. She was giving my crotch dirty looks and then would dart angry eyes at me. I wasn’t doing anything! Yes, I have a bulge in my pants but its not an erection Auntie! After what felt like 20 minutes its seems half the passengers were asl**p, it was very dark inside, otherwise road noise, jostling as we were down more rural roads. Auntie was becoming very annoyed and this time.