How could it be gone? I brought back four bottles last night. And there were three on the floor.Then it dawned through my fog- yeah, and there was a f...urth on the night table.I frantically searched through the room. I found a bottle of very cheap vodka. I ripped off the cap, and swigged it to my lips, and took a few great swallows. It burned like almighty hell going down. And then I felt very sick. I just made it to the bathroom in time to throw up. I felt better. A little better.It was sunday,. Nterpretive T.ask force was not joining in the “fornication” but rather observing with more and more intent, I assumed.An experiment was considered, drafted and scheduled to be voted on. I didn’t understand the concept of voting in the company of supernatural goddesses but it was set as the standard and kept. This was Democracy.All voted to create a series of events, if you will, our group carrying the responsibility of, through our actions, fostering change in an elevated manner of blatant. Be by the bar by the dealer’s tables in 30 minutes. I want to take my shower and get ready.’ ‘I’m so looking forward to another drink, so I’ll await your… your… arrival?’ He kissed me while patting my left hip and headed on out. This gave me time to get my costume on for his birthday, a hooker to pick him up. Ever since our first role play in Beechwood at the Pub as Adam and Eve, it’s been a fun thing to do. Tonight for his birthday present, we agreed I was going to be a semi-high class hooker.. Kiara answered. Well, Ill tell you what, Im going to help you. Simba replied. How? Kiara asked. What Im about to ask of you is for you and I to have sex for one night. However if you find this too discomforting Im sure I can find another way to teach you. This is considered incest, but I know something that Rafiki has that will have some counter actions to the actual sex that we have, but I dont wanna force you to do anything you dont want to do. Its entirely up to you. Simba answered. Kiara.