There are several more like the first. Each of these root tentacles ends with little mouths full of sharp little teeth and pinkish purple tongues. The... are like giant, eyeless worms, hungry for her.As the mouth continues its attention on her, another latches onto her other nipple, mimicking the first. Lacey moans again and this time she closes her eyes. The sensation is just too intense to bear. The attention the little tentacle mouths are giving her is intensely passionate which is odd for a. The walls are white tiled. There is one door, also white. There is no window. There is a high ceiling. I feel as if I am at the bottom of a deep hole.It looks like a hospital but somehow it's too quiet for a hospital. No noise of other patients, no sign of any visitors. None of the bustle of a hospital ward.I have woken enough to realise that I feel slightly drunk. My mouth is dry. I flop my head back on to the pillow, confused. I try to remember how I got here? What is the last thing I. More sex more often, maybe?Sally looked at me, waiting for a response, other than the one sticking out of my robe. I think she wanted something verbal, some response from the cognitive side of my brain."You're serious," I said.It was a statement, not a question. A thousand thoughts whipped through my head, with the foremost being the jolting realization that my position in this house was not as precarious as I had at first thought. In fact, I suddenly felt pretty damn smug. But I wanted to see. " I have no intention of arguing with you, Ling." I smiled at the incredibly graceful Oriental woman I knew to be a vampire at least a hundred years older than me. "I'm just grateful for you taking the time to teach me. My knowledge of sword-fighting has always relied more on our greater strength rather than any sort of finesse." I know that well." She laughed again and I would have blushed had I been capable of it. "No, no," she went on, sensing my embarrassment. "You are getting better each.