"He paged down through the entries, until he came to something that hadn't been taken off the list."Looks like you have a pretty nice axe in here... a...d some other stuff. You sure it's yours? That axe is kinda heavy."I saw my tin wine cup through the haze in the Tavern and picked it up. Holding it between thumb and forefinger I bent it flat, watching a few forgotten drops of wine fall to the Tavern floor."Okay... it's yours all right. But I am adding five coins for the cup!" He picked up the. She drew Jeanette toward her and moved her mouth first to Jeanette's chest, then to her nipple, and bit it lightly before leaving it to plunge her tongue into Jeanette's waiting mouth, kissing her passionately, leaving her gasping for air, and then easing off. The women's lips touched tenderly as Jeanette moved her hands along the base of Sandra's spine slowly and rhythmically pushing the other woman against her pelvis, feeling through her thin dress the outlined shape of Sandra's increasingly. Yes, she was.Demon's cackled about us, scampering through the twisted brush. Some of the women gasped, clutching each other in panic. I wasn't afraid. I didn't have this level of power when I was here last time. I had the pooled power of all of us, plus all the energy Deidre had siphoned off to prepare for our arrival. She always knew death was the end of the Cult.And the beginning."Come on, Lionesses!" shouted LaTonya, the team's captain, a green sword flashing into her ebony hands. "Let's. Next thing I knew, the cold head of a bottle was being shoved up my ass and fizz filled my guts. I don’t know… but SF is a champagne kind of town! As soon as my eyes adjusted to the dark on that deck, I immediately recognized that the man stuffing his cock in my mouth was John’s fuckbuddy, Grant. Shit, we hadn’t hooked up since my birthday in August when John was back in Charlotte for a month. It sort of surprised me that I didn’t recognize the taste of his dick..Grant is a fucking man’s man..