I looked at her, at first to yell at her for how close we had gotten to being caught, but as I saw a streak of my lipstick still not wiped completely ...way from her neck, I had to admit to myself that it really was amazing. I merely blushed, and she instantly knew that I was thinking the same thing.“Can I help you girls find something”, the store clerk greeted us warmly, a dumpy woman with a raspy voice, from years of obvious tobacco use. She smiled and seemed pleasant enough.“We’re looking. Mary stepped forward."Tell the Baron I have brought the girl."The face disappeared."Don't be frightened," said the crone, pulling the girl closer, "that's only Lars the Baron's manservant. He's a little slow if you know what I mean and fate has not been kind to his body, but he's harmless."The repulsive figure reappeared and led them down a long corridor filled with portraits and tapestries bearing the Vagnor coat-of-arms, a serpent-dragon with claws bared. They emerged into a magnificently. They'd used pincers to tear into nipples, and spikes to plunge into holes; hammers to smash against toes and vile iron vices to pulverize fingers. They'd used needles to gouge beneath finger nails, and secateurs to nip off womanly buds.All those loathsome memories I carry, and in them I see the Marquis, standing amidst the villainy and directing its purpose, telling me that I was the anti Christ and the firstborn of Satan. He kept accusing me of theft and rape. He kept talking of witchcraft and. Ivy forgot the world around her for a moment and lost herself in thekiss. Though she preferred to kiss Max without a mask, kissing him whenhe looked like Lyla was thrilling. In a way it turned her on."You know it's so weird kissing you like this," Ivy said after theymoved apart."Good weird or bad weird," Lyla asked wrapping her arms around Ivy."It feels good. Does that make me a lesbian now?" I don't know. But if you want to explore your sexuality I know a fewother ladies that might help you.".