“How are we doing this,” I asked, “What’re the rules?”Lacey perked up and said, “Just like real poker, but if you lose you have to take of... one piece of clothing. You can’t quit playing till there is a winner. The winner is the last person with anything on.”Looking at everyone I could almost tell who had a good hand or bad.I took three cards. Another eight, I thought I would play this hand out. Jim folded as well as Jon and Lacey. Stacey, to my left, stayed as well as Janie.“So both losers have. You can imagine how desperate I had become.Opening a small blade from the Swiss-army knife, I approached the altar. The girl cringed. ?Stay back!? she cried, trying to pull away, ?stay back!? To her surprise, I ran the blade across my own upturned palm. I then squeezed the blood onto her bare stomach. She looked at me with terror and disgust.The book called for an ?offering?. Or a ?sacrifice,? depending on your translation. This was to be in the form of a comely young woman. The book didn’t say. The buzzing was building an orgasm in me and as I got closer I opened my mouth and sucked on my students soiled panties. Her sweet taste was addictive and I attempted to suck any remnants of her juice as my orgasm hit me. I screamed into her panties and quaked on my bed. I lay there immobile as I recovered from the orgasm. Once it had subsided, I tossed her panties away and quickly pulled the toy out of me. Aghast at what I was becoming, tears flew down my cheeks like a rainstorm. How was I. I was quickly able to unpack and I tired as I was, I went to sleep early. I was awoken in the night by the sound of my door opening. I just lay in bed at first, trying to remember where I was. Soon it came back to me, the move, and my new room. I opened my eyes but it was pitch black out and I couldn't see a thing. A dim light fell over the foot of my bed as my room's door creaked open all the way. A large masculine figure stood in the doorway silhouetted against the faint light from the.