Now please watch the road. I don’t want to be found half naked and dead on the side of the road.”I adjusted my clothing and we let Jessica relax, ...ut not dress. She looks too damn good naked to let her dress before we get to town. After she calmed down I asked her how she felt. She still looks amazed by what she just did. But she just shrugged and said she’s fine. It’s hard to believe she has gone from a lousy cocksucker to deepthroat in two days. She’s obviously surprised too.Of course, it. “They expect to,” Ambika answered. “They are preparing for death by praying to the Goddess Kali.”“Ambika? Do we know what Kali wanted to do?” I asked.“Yes. She and most of her priestesses are strict traditionalists. They opposed having a King and Queen, particularly a Queen. They don’t believe a woman should rule, except indirectly. They wanted to kill you, Princess Lisa and Queen Serena. They expected to be executed by King Vishaladeva, but that was a price they were prepared to pay.”“What. Thankfully, my friends were not the ditsy, shallow type either. However, that didn't mean they were ugly. In fact, I'd had a crush on one of them for the past few years, but the fact she had a husband kept me from acting upon those feelings—at least in real life.We spent the night playing poker. Strip poker. Yes, it was my idea—what, can't a girl enjoy the occasional cliché? Plus, I was really hoping my friend—the one I have a crush on—would suck at poker.Most of my friends had at least a few. The days had become really short, and if you lived in the middle of a concrete forest like I did, really cold. I was in second year then, having given the end semester examinations, and trying to enjoy the few days that remained before we all headed off for our homes. But one can only enjoy as much with an empty hostel, most of my mates having departed already inspite of the fact that college was still on. Not so for me, my parents would mail me the e-ticket right on the day the college.