If anyone asks, you feel nauseous and feverish. I'll go talk to Willard." He flips off the light so only the soft glow of the hallway light illuminate... the room and takes off. That's when I pass out cold.__"Damon?" I hear Rowan's soft voice and feel a gentle nudge to lull me from slumber. "C'mon, Damon, I let you sleep for as long as I could. You have to go home now." I open my eyes, rubbing the cobwebs from them. The whole place was dark and I could only make out a slight silhouette of Rowan's. Joanna asked. “What happened to your clothes?”Sharia replied. “They vanished when we came in, they’ll probably reappear when we leave.”Joanna smirked and tapped her fingers against Durlan’s left arm. “You know darling since the deer seems to be long gone. I think we should have some fun and wash up with our friends.”Durlan nodded. “Everything better reappear when we leave or we’ll be deeply shamed when we walk back to our village.”Durlan and Joanna entered the bathhouse and as they observed it. As he sucked on one nipple, he pinched the other."Oh yes, hurt me. Oh yes, beat me. Oh yes, fuck me hard. Hurt me. I am an evil slut I need to be punished. Hit me with your fist. I gotta have your anger. Make me bleed. Be a real man. Beat the shit out of me and take me. NOW! God damn you, fuck me now!"Bob could not take any more of her depravity. His hard on drooped as he watched the poor woman wither in some sort of trance. He watched as in frustration she twisted her breasts and clawed at her. D.s please?” she asked. Jon pulled a twenty out of his pocked along with his I.D. and slid it across the bar. “That’s mine and the young lady’s” he told her. She picked up the I.D and the twenty and handed Jon back the I.D. without looking at it. She put the Twenty in her apron pocket. She returned with the drinks. “Will you be paying now, or should I put it on a tab?” She asked. “On a tab, for Van Boor,” Jon told her. Her eyes lit up with recognition. “Yes sir, no problem sir,” she answered..