“MMMMMM… You taste delicious Rocky!” Reema said. “Have a little more.”, I insisted. I rubbed my moist pink head on her lips; she parted them...for me to put my shaft inside her mouth again. Then I pushed her back onto the sofa and asked her that I wanted to fuck her in doggie style. She turned around and got down on her knees on the sofa facing the mirror on the wall with her elbows resting on the upper edge of the sofa to support her entire body. Her wonderful cunt below her milky ass was well. She was a Chinese lady who taught at the same school, but in the junior section. So we were colleagues who met daily in the teacher’s common room. We also met almost every week at the endless birthday parties that our students used to throw. Parents always insisted that some teachers were invited to these parties to ensure that things did not get out of hand. So I had plenty of opportunity to dance with her and to appreciate her petite beauty. She was slim and not much more than 5ft tall. And. Uncle Urs should be around here somewhere.”“Urs? Like in ‘Urs the Sailor’?” I asked, amazed.“The one. Why? Most of the nobility of Storm Harbour is related, in one way or another.”“One more thing your and my kind seem to have in common,” I snorted, despite the pit of uneasiness in my stomach. “Can you trust him?”“Absolutely. He is a fine man.”“Great. You find him and have him take you out of here. Hide with him. I wouldn’t put it past Rokun,” I kicked the corpse of my former friend, “to have. Tristan looks back. At the entrance a web weaving itself anew...Tristan must laugh. Ha! He is stamping his feet. He leans against his sword like a cane. Why so afraid of little old me...dearest Queen... Her vanity is her weakness. I can't harm you here... now can I? You, who have an army, a veritable nation of cursed women, groping one another even now!Scurrying. The half dead women mutiny amongst themselves.Yes, I saw you in church. You drank the young people's blood. You drank.