Ouch. Yes, it’s really for real.Two stern-faced humans stand on either side of the fort’s raised portcullis. They’re suited up with green leathe... armor, drawn tight around their arms and legs, emblazoned with the King’s crest on the chest piece: a mythological harpy devouring a serpent.“Hail, recruit!” The leftward guard raises his right hand to a closed-fisted chest salute. His hand obscures the harpy’s head. “What are your orders?”The young man stares up at the chiseled guardsman. And says. She should be deliriously happy having won the fight with Sarah Lust — a fight she knew meant more than just conquering the girl. It meant the Club's Salon was hers — the girl only stood symbol for that. She was her trophy. Gina had been victorious in a struggle that had meant a lot to her.She won, goddammit, so why wasn't she happy?Maybe it was the mood Alicia was in. Ever since she returned to the terrace, that day, the girl had been quiet — morose, even. The group had taken Alicia and Gina. My naughty little starlet was going to make me cum. I closed my eyes to soak in the feeling. Suddenly she stopped, getting up and walking to her dresser. She pulled out another little baggie of coke. "Fucking tease. Get back over here," I playfully demanded. "Not yet," she said with a wink. She got back on the bed and dipped her pinkie into the disco dust and brought it up to my nose. "Here," she said as I took a sniff. "All of it," she told me sternly. I took it all in, the rush firing through. He looked first at me as I stared at him, and smiled gently."I know. You want to kill me for almost letting Victoria die. It doesn't matter. After this conversation, I will effectively cease to exist anyway. First, though, I promised that shortly you would know everything I knew. I think it is time to tell you what this is all about." He walked over to stand in front of Victoria, took her hand, and kissed it."I cannot tell you how delighted I am that you survived, my dear. I have spent many a.