Shania was smoldering hot with sexual lust and need to satisfy what all that public exhibitionism had created as a result.The nice thing was that Shan...a had things arranged so that following her performance she could immediately be cloistered off with the man who would meet her needs for that evening. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be the guy who was going to find out how hot and sexy and downright needy of some lusty fucking Shania was after she'd strutted her stuff in front of a. She'd decided on light snacks for replenishment, rich stuff that wasn't heavy, depending mostly upon the liquor to keep the party rolling--the gin, and the urgent lust they were all displaying, plus the interest they all obviously had in each other.Regina thought of the boys, and hoped they were making out all right. If they hadn't already jacked off, they would before long, because what she had in mind next would run any watcher up the wall. She wanted both men to work on her, or on. I couldn’t shake the last images of the nightmare from my mind. I darted my eyes around my bedroom anxiously, and even after convinced myself that nothing was misplaced, I still couldn’t slow my racing heart. I felt like I was going to lose it. I needed a release. I paced around my bedroom frantically, practically hyperventilating until my breath caught at the sight of the scissors on my desk. I went over and picked them up with shaky hands, remembering that summer when I tried to cut my own. His men laughed, and he started to turn his horse back to them as he passed the harpist, when his face suddenly dropped. He spun his horse about, lips trembling. His captain came to his side, a concerned look on his face. ‘M’lord, what is it? You look as though you’ve seen a ghost?’ Jataromen turned a milky eyed stare on his captain, mouth hanging open. ‘Those eyes…where before have I seen those eyes, so full of wrath?’ he asked quietly. The captain followed his lords stupefied gaze back to.