"Who's asking?" You did come in here to meet someone, didn't you?" Well, yeah-um" I stammer."He has been expecting you. You're to go in Private Room T...ree. Don't worry, your drinks have been taken care of, " he waves away my attempt at payment."Um, OK..thanks, " I say, and make my way toward the back, past the restrooms and down a narrow corridor.I arrive at a red door marked, PRIVATE ROOM THREE. My heart is thundering in my chest, I am about to meet you face to face. Should I knock? Of course. In fact, wedidn't speak at all as we rode the few blocks to the footpaths ofthe wooded area we called `The Forest". We stopped in a familiarclearing, off the main trail. It was there Tom stated hisintentions.Tom said "I saw what you two were doing in the pool…have you everdone a train?" He looked at me as he said this, and it seemed to meTed was somehow familiar with the concept. I shrugged my shouldersand tried to be cool as my mind raced, not understanding what Tommeant. "You k**s don't know. I just don’t like doing it. You won’t leave hungry, but it won’t be a five-star meal either,’ she confessed. ‘I’m sure I won’t leave hungry,’ Ben said. His eyes raked down her body, pausing at her breasts and crotch. Candice shifted nervously on her feet. ‘Is there anything I can get you to drink, Mister Tarnish?’ she asked. She tried to ignore the heated stare that seemed to undress her with a swiftness unlike any boy she’d ever dated or been paid to suck or fuck. She’d seen lust in a man’s. „Hey hey wie heist du Kumpel?“„Geht dich nichts an“ brumme ich.„Ach auch egal, bald binn ich hier raus.“ japst der Typ. Auch Geister können nerven.„Wie raus?“ Trotz der Penetranz des Typs wurde ich neugierig.„Siehst du den Spalt dort?“ Er deutete auf einen Riss in der rotglühenden Felswand.„Ich bin tod nicht blind.“„Und was denkst du warum ein Wachdämon dort steht?“Gute Frage. Ein großer dummer großer Dämon mit Keule stand daneben.„Ich hab welche Belauscht. Das ist ein Übergangsriss. Wer dort.