I may heal quickly, my back, jaw and throat probably already looked like old bruises, but this headache was horrible."It seems your Witch had been imb...bing alcohol with a few of the youngsters," he told me and I groaned quietly. He knew Witches couldn't work magic while under the influence of anything and I knew that he couldn't hold his liquor worth shit, especially considering the strength of Were alcohol.I rolled my eyes and stretched a little when a few things occurred to me. 1.) I had no. Because she was drunk and high the sex wasn't that good but she did comment that my dick was big and she wasn't expecting it because I was white and she had never been with a white man before. I thought that was kind of rude but I didn't care. She was one of those ghetto black women who didn't shave her pussy or under her arms which was really a turn on for me. We ended up not talking for a while after this because the whole thing was a turn off for me and then she was wanting me to do stuff. "Now what?" Now we explore," I said. "I called the cavalry. I hope they're on their way." Let's make sure." We walked back to the door, she keyed in the same message, stuck her e-tablet through and hit . Then we went exploring.It most definitely was a torture chamber. We saw at least three women on blood-covered tables. I started shaking. This was a very bad place to be, and I wanted out of here. There was an alcove next to the door, and we huddled there, out of sight. I'd thought the rescue. No wonder the Temple of Aphrodite felt able to charge its services at a premium rate. After the prayers were done, Diana poured sands into the uppermost of two conical vessels, so that the grains would slowly drop out into the vessel below through the small hole at its base and mark the passing of the time for which the legionnaire had paid for Diana’s service. As was her duty to the Divine Goddess she would ensure that the legionnaire would benefit from the arts of Aphrodite as taught her by.