I can pick out a wicked, despicable soul in a crowd of thousands. The stench of Hades coils around their lying, skank tongues and turns my stomach. Yo... are not wicked though. No, you are not at all, I can tell. But you, Addison ... are bad.” The way he hitched ‘bad’ to my name in a lower pitch and let it linger in the air unadorned scorched my loins. He squeezed my arm tighter. My legs started to wobble and turned to mush maybe. Honey pulsed out of me. He was so close. Could he smell that? Did. "Now, Glenn." This was the moment of truth. Whowas he to order me around? But I caved in, stood up and sat down next toJohn, the tent in my pants obvious.Of course I was wearing panties. I wanted an early night so I could watchporn, maybe chat to a few people on-line, maybe even use my webcam andstroke myself, watching others do the same. I'd never actually met a manin person for sex, I don't know why except that I was deeply ashamed ofit. I had no reason to be, I wasn't harming anyone, maybe. I opened my tunic and pulled out a flat case. I hesitated before handing it to Michelle, “These were once part of the armor on a royal Clicken warrior. They are grown on the senior royal warriors and only found on Protus and only found in the Prime Hive. These were sent to me by the Clicken Prime Queen in tribute for my skill and bravery. They came from the fallen warriors we killed.”Michelle opened the case and gasped at the sparkling necklace that lay inside the case. She looked up and I. " Marion subsided. The base was smoothed in, then blusher for the cheeks fading it down from the cheekbones. Sylvie then applied Mascara and brushed Marion's lashes with a curved brush darkening them as she did so. Finally the lips. She outlined them first, creating a fuller profile then painted in with the deep red lipstick. Finally she glossed them. She turned the chair away from the mirror and took off the band allowing Marion to fluff out her hair."Right." She announced. "Are you ready for.