I yelped and backed away. The bear, a black bear, grey fur, followed my movements, sniffing. His face had been between my legs. Fuck. I dared looked d...wn to find my cock tenting the front of my combat shorts. Shit. I looked at the bear.He was sitting down now, head slightly tilted like a puppy asking a question with its eyes. Cinnamon brown patches. It was the same bear? Very carefully, I drew my legs in until I was sitting cross legged. Somehow I didn't think standing up was going to be such a. Ambika had warned me that a red skirt would be dangerous for me and that blue skirts would be safe. Something had gone wrong. Ambika and the ‘safe’ blue-skirted priestesses had been captured. I was in real trouble. Unless Lisa and Serena could find and release the King, no one would rescue me and my four allies. ‘Prince Harold, perhaps I should introduce myself,’ my captor said. ‘Although I have been a priestess of the Goddess, actually I serve another Goddess, not yours. I am the Priestess of. "What did she say?" Dave asked curiously."That you either really love me or have a very small dick." Oh," Dave responded with a little surprise."I don't know why she thinks that it's one or the other," Heatherremarked as she shrugged her shoulders."What?" Dave shouted."Kidding, sweetie," Heather responded. Dave shot her a stern look. Heather laughed and said, "Go back to yourdesk, sweetheart. Your man will take care of everything. Just go back anddo your paper work like a good girl." Dave. I walk straight to the restroom hallway and out the back door and sure enough there is his cigarette pack on top of the wooden box, I pick it up and fish out the blunt and smell it, smelled great. I light it and take a big hit at about the same time as B exits the door beside me. He sits on the box and takes a big hit and back to me and I take another and back to him, feeling the effects it was really good pot I decline another hit and B taps it out. I’ve only got a short time so I figure to.