We went to the clubs, and I watched the beautiful dancers. I even browsed various porn sites, both the soft and hardcore varieties. I really did try. ... had some lap dances. I attempted to jack off in my bedroom. I did all the usual things that used to get me excited. Nothing. Absolutely nothing worked. I couldn’t become erect, certainly not enough to cum. I never told Scott that, though. He was trying so hard to help me snap out of my doldrums that I just didn’t have the heart to burst his. Two hours later, she thanked the crowd, she thanked us and she said, ‘Good night’ and “Bonne Nuit.’We were mobbed as we got up to leave. As always, Sarah inconspicuously handed us all pens and we signed autographs for a while. I remember the first time we had a group of autograph seekers; after about thirty or so, my hand was hurting, now I can last a lot longer, maybe 200 now.After the place was mostly empty, we started to leave, and Celine came out to us, having changed into a comfortable. The field reeked of sweat, blood, and death. The Ligan were outnumbered but their goddesses were on their side. Badb andher sister Fea soared over the battle on their great black wings, shoutingfor the warriors to spill more blood. Nemain performed her rhythmic danceof death, inciting the Ligan warriors into a near unquenchable bloodlust.Macha trampled the Formorians beneath her feet while her long red maneflowed in the wind. Even the great queen of the gods, the Morrigan, hadjoined the battle. She was quite slender, but her body was definitely that of a woman's. Her breasts sat high on her chest, melons really. They were quite large, very firm…he would change that. He stroked her slender waist slowly, dropped his hand to her hip and caressing it where it flared out. She shivered a little but didn't move."Do you know what I do to girls like you?" he asked conversationally, lifting her breasts from behind and massaging the nipples gently. The girl shuddered with excitement, her breath.