I sought out Monique, the exchange student from Belgium. She sang a solo of lust on the stage in my mind, guided by the strokes of my fingers and the ...usic of my mouth. I imagined the feel of her skin, soft and smooth, and the sharp taste of her juice.After a month I had become obsessed with her. I decided to either fulfill the demands of my imagination, or find some other target for my private lusts. In the back of a theater showing of "The Hunger", my inhibitions lowered by the smoke she and. All the while her stiffie is pressed hotly against my chest and she's dry humping me, playing with my balls as she deepthroats me.'Warm enough?' I ask, ready to fuck her, to which she responds coyly, 'I'd be hotter if we could fit this cock somewhere else, and suddenly she's straddling my hips and trying to feed me into her little pussy. My cock is soaked with saliva and I'm hard as a rock but all she can get in is the head and after a little while trying, I take over and roll Sammy onto her. What we once had is gone. I’ve moved on. When I needed you, you weren’t there, but someone else was. I am going to marry him. Do you understand that?’ She dove under, swimming out into the water and away from him, leaving a trail of creamy soap froth in her wake. Running her hands through her hair, she stayed under the surface just long enough to ensure she got all the shampoo out. When she came up for air she found Niko standing nearby, an unreadable expression on his face. Camille turned,. Still…” My voice trailed off as a page turned and I saw a name. Abrea Nightsbane. The daughter of Duke Sinir Nightsbane. The murder that had pulled me into Eos’ world. Underneath the name were several notes I read aloud, “Extorts money using father’s name. Homophobic. Insecure and greedy. Recently stole from Foundry.” This caused me to flip back to the other entries. My eyes widened. Each target was a member in one way or another of the criminal underworld or soldier abusing the populace. I.