When the soldiers left I went to straighten up and then do the afternoon chores.I kept thinking of the girl and made a quiet dinner. Finally I cleaned...up and dressed in dark pants and shirt. I put my knife on and left and walked to the town. I stopped to pin the sheet of parchment I had recovered to a man’s door. I knew he was part of those that had been at the meeting. On the bottom I wrote, “given to mage Alec by the meeting leaders.”I used the shadows and the back ways around the town and. Days passed. Then weeks. No signs of a rescue and no way to call for help. Desperation started creeping into their hearts and minds. Even if they couldn’t intellectually accept outrageous ideas such as supernatural gifts from heaven, the combination of anguish and a desire to defy fate led them to wish that those fairy tales were true.On the 18 of July, 1917, six men and seven women performed the ritual to Ragaraja, driven by a desperate need for hope. It was a perverted, debaucherous, and wild. We’ve always wanted to try it. Now we get the chance and if you want some of this, you’ll just have to get your asses in line!”The girls’ mother quickly stepped into line behind her second daughter.“Sister?” Sister Aldee said, looking at Sister Agatha.“Sister Aldee, if you ever breathe a word of this, I’ll, I’ll ... I’ll deny it and accuse you of insanity.”“I’ll never tell, I can’t wait for my turn.”“You mean neither of you have ever sucked a man’s cock before?” the white woman asked.“DEAR LORD. As they walked together toward the light, the two felt like they were becoming one. She was light and airy in her stride. Earlier that evening, while talking with him on the phone, she had gone to the bathroom to look at her swollen lips in the mirror. When she touched them, her whole body felt warm and tingly. As they continued to chat, she rubbed her hands around her thighs. They were indeed soft, supple and clean-shaven. Her imagination went wild. What would happen if he were here with her?.