Chris had looked fast asleep in the bottom bunk so I guess I was getting the top bunk, I threw my bag on my bunk and grabbed my boxers. I started towe...ing off and thought I saw his eye open but it quickly shut. Feeling courageous I let my dick show and bent over to dry my legs and feet with my ass faceing him so he could get a look if he wanted. As I bent over I had the feeling of warm breath blowing on my pink asshole, this made my dick rock hard and I slowly rose up. I turned around to see if. " But how?" Not like this, hiding and watching," I said, "We need to get down there."I slid out of the tunnel's mouth, which had narrowed to a few feet across, to a ledge below the entrance. Working my way down the ledge, I tried to get within leaping distance of Spellblaster, who seemed to be talking to the Zibongs."Not enough... never enough... bring me more... much much more." He crooned to the Zibongs, "Ah, now I have you!"The glow around the Zibong sword brightened and a Zibong moved up. There was a table in front of me,fine mahogany and artful frills carved in it, stretching back foralmost a hundred feet. There was a collection of ornate chairs, almostthrones, ringing the table. Face after face turned to look at me: menand women from every era of history, all with expectant expressions.I glanced down at myself. I was still holding Sherri Keller's sword inone hand and the Baton in the other. My clothes were the same, thoughthey looked brand-new; none of the stains or rips or. The waiter brought another glass of wine, ordered for her by the guys. She raised her glass to them and they asked her to join them. She smiled, got off of her chair flashing them again, and happily joined them.“Thank you so much for the wine and asking me to join you guys! I’m Shoshana, it’s very nice to meet you gentlemen.” Typical idle chitchat occurred along with some subtle flirting…She’d casually touch their shoulders, their legs, play with her hair while pushing her tits out. They’d.