They all wore headbands with strange symbols, and each brandished a deadly weapon as well as eyes filled with lethal intent."Surrender yourselves now ...nd perhaps our Sex Goddess will have mercy on you, mortal!" one of the assailants declared. This one in particular had a cool, commanding female tone, but her voice wasn't the only thing that revealed her to be woman, as even through the black ninja outfit, her natural curvaceous figure and well endowed breasts gave away her femininity. However,. Okay, maybe not cruelty. It wasn't torturing an animal, after all. Still, she could see now that it was a bit callous. Yeah, he'd undoubtedly gotten some benefit from it, had enjoyed the attention and mystery, had perhaps relished the possibilities and fantasies the interaction might stir. But, all that aside, Clara knew that if she were to get him alone at the right time and reveal herself as the author he was wondering about, well, there was no question he'd be interested. Then she could try. The man's features seemed to smooth out into blankness as though all personality had fled. The voice that issued from his unmoving lips was high and thin, with a curious lack of resonance that made it sound as though he stood far distant, gazing down upon them from the rim of a cliff somewhere beyond the edge of the world."Let all Gardhe beware when the men of Red and Black appear. From nothingness shall they come, and to nothingness shall they seek to return. They shall herald an age of ice. My boyfriend and I have an open relationship, but it's a rule that the other person must be there also. We always decided if we want to watch, or participate for that evening. I had agreed a few weeks before, to a threesome with my girlfriend and him. I had a condition though, that I wanted to have sex with a couple of guys, perhaps three, at the same time and he had agreed.So the night of the banquet, I didn't know that tonight was the night. Part of me as hoping that something would.