Her eyes are have trouble adjusting to the sun. She breathes a sigh of relief as it begins to dip below the horizon.It is dusk by the time they arrive...at the bar. Theresa feels energized. She prances inside, Holly behind her.A pair of college girls are at their favorite table.“Crap those bitches are at our table.”“Theresa, we can grab another.”“No.”Theresa heads to the table, stares at the girls. “Move. This is our table.”The girls simply leave. Theresa wonders if maybe the spell is kicking in. In the places where things had been made watertight reconstruction had taken place in the rooms underneath those areas. Floors had been re-laid and walls re-plastered and in some cases redecorated.Lucy wondered if we should start thinking about replacing furniture as the areas were completed but I suggested waiting until substantial areas had been restored. I felt this would give us a better atmosphere in which to make decisions that were in harmony with the area. After some discussion. I watched Liz and my wife disappear below and had just turned towards Joe when I felt sharp sting in my arm. I looked down and saw that Joe had injected something into my arm with a syringe. I looked up and he had a smirk on his face while he pumped whatever was in the syringe into my arm.I felt dizzy right away and could hardly stand up. In my state, I stumbled but Joe caught me and with his arms around me, led me towards the ladder leading down below. I tripped down the steps and landed. “Zanyia!” whimpered the virgin. “I left them in there. I needed you, Sven. I needed you so badly.”From the tent, I heard Kora's moans and Zanyia's yowls, the pair cumming in orgasmic delight.“Las's putrid cock,” I swore, thrusting my cock over and over into Nathalie's pussy. “What is going on?”“You're making love to me!” Nathalie moaned, her body undulating. “Oh, yes, I need that pleasure you gave my mother. I watched you... It was so exciting. I need it, too.”“Gods damn,” I groaned, pumping.