I could feel her breasts press against my body and that is when it hit me, the smell from my dream.It hit me like a locomotive barreling out of contro... down a mountain. Images of Tara and me in the dorms together flooded my mind. The countless nights we got ready for dates and going out. She used to spray it on herself all the time. It was her perfume. Suddenly her face filled the images left in my head from my dreams. I was stunned. My heart was bounding and I could not breathe. Before. The so-called dungeon was the room to be used for the event. It was all in darkness when the slaves were lead in. They were all dressed in white capes and a hood over their heads carrying a large candle. After entering they walked up the centre of the room past all the masters who were dressed in black capes and hoods. The room was lit only by the candles carried by the girls and ones placed along the walls and in stands around the ceremonial altar. The altar was located on the stage used for. .. Oh, what am I thinking? We are going back to the prison planet today and I will find a way to be part of the group, but it would be nice if I could help with what Jeff is going to do. Hmmm, he will be outside since he is supposed to install the solar energy collectors. I need to make sure to go prepared with a heavy coat. Now, what did I do with that cross-country ski outfit of mine? That should certainly keep me warm enough to remain outside with him.As she dug out the outfit and held it up. Hm? She giggled, letting his hand go. Khaal shakes his head, chuckling and closing the distance by kissing her, just briefly sliding his tongue through her lips. You are so naughty, he whispers. And I love you for it. The Auditeo purred, smirking. Youre talking…. Akelta winked, nuzzling him. Khaal winks in return and runs his hand over her chest, staining all of his digits with his seed he holds it out and grins. Well? If no talking, then what? Akelta takes his wrist again and brings his.