Have you ever made love to a healer before?” She skimmed closer.Tricia took another step back, making her way around the couch. “Uh, no ... I ... ...an’t say I’ve done that.”Snow Angel glowed with a green aura, illuminating the room. She released her wine glass and it floated down to a table, not spilling a drop. “I can make you feel good in every imaginable way,” she said, sensualously stretching her arms up over her head. “I can replenish your energy, make it so you never get tired, never grow. My heart began to pound hard against my chest as I walked through the door and could finally hear the heavy beat of death metal slamming through walls painted in black and white abstract patterns. I quickly flashed my ID and paid my dues as I was quickly shuffled through the line. When I got to the end of the hall, I allowed a group of regulars to hop ahead of me in line so I could have a chance to tuck my ID into my boot and to smooth my clothing before the luscious lady at the door frisked me. "I sat with my legs spread wide apart, so the girls could all look at my cunt and my extended clit really good, but never said a word as we all listened to Mistress Pam. I knew I'd have to do what she was saying, but was not looking forward to doing it. It is nasty enough drinking my own piss, but having to drink others too was really nasty.Then Mistress Pam said, "I asked you all to drink a lot of water; and not pee before coming to practice. That is because before we leave here, the whore is. Blowing the wall also cut the power to the room. Don guarded the three prisoners while I went back outside and launched a single green flare, aiming it towards the west side of the complex to let the MPs and FBI know to enter from that side. I met them at the west gate.“Everything okay?” the General asked.“For us, yes; not so much for the bad guys,” I chuckled. “We’ve got three prisoners.”“Shit,” one of the MPs whistled when he saw the partially destroyed blockhouse.“Nice,” another commented.