”I could see Michelle’s nipples start to harden and make two little indentations in her top, she started breathing harder, and squirmed on her sea....“Just in case you were wondering, she’s a squirter, too.”“Really? You mean, when she comes ... she...” Michelle started to say.“Yup. She had warned me, so we had an old towel down on the bed.”“Damn ... I’ve heard of women who can do that, do you enjoy it?”“Hell yeah! I reckon it’s pretty hot.”“I wonder if I could learn to do that...” she wondered to. Where are we going?”I said, “WE aren’t going anywhere, Jack. I’ve got a date.” I extended my stocking clad foot toward him with my red toe nails and toe ring glistening in the light. My lacy stocking top were showing my bare thigh above. I said “whaddaya think, Jack? Give you any ideas, My Love. I feel sexy and alive. Matter of fact, it’s the second date with this gentleman. I was with him last Thursday night ... ALL night while you were out of town. He fucked me til I couldn’t stand up. I lost. He hadn’t shot an arrow through the child’s heart, but he might as well have. There were so many ways he could have handled that moment. Since it had happened he had thought up countless ways to deal that could have led to a better end. The rest of his children had survived the plague. The sickness hadn’t entered his home. Somehow that ought to be a bigger consolation than it was. He couldn’t stop hoping that some night Lei would come by to visit her mother and siblings. He could just imagine. “What if they’re not friendly?”If they weren’t friendly then I doubt we’d still be alive.“They could be keeping us alive to fatten us up or maybe to sacrifice them to their god,” the witch suggests, shivering at the thought.Only one way to find out... “Right.” Penelope stands up and walks over to the door. Other than the bed, the place is empty. In fact it’s so small that besides being only able to fit a small table, there isn’t room for anything else. She pushes the door and it swings open.