“Don’t listen to her, Solace. She’s just a homeless woman. I was calling the police to have her taken to a shelter.” Adam piped up. He withdre... a handkerchief from his shirt pocket and mopped his perspiring forehead. The humidity was stifling and oppressive, but he was too self-conscious about his excessive body hair to wear shorts. He noted, with appreciation, Solace’s lovely even tan and fit physique. Solace barely heard Adam. Her mind fixed on the woman’s words. Did she know this woman? No,. Just as I was imagining what I would do to each one of them, Anazune cleared her throat. She stood and walked over to me, standing above me. After a moment, she dropped to her knees in front of me and looked into my eyes. ‘Dalas, we have been many nights without companionship, and none of us have ever been with a human. Would you please do us the honors?’ I nodded, ecstatic at yet another surge in my luck. Anazune reached into my robes and removed my throbbing penis, already hard from my. Bypassing the shoe stores, the preppy clothing boutiques and gaming/electronics stores, I wandered into the craft's store. It was amazing what one could find in a craft store: yard decorations, water fountains, and repair tools. I loved just walking around in there, imagining what I could make if I had the time or patience; not quite as good as a bakery for pepping me up, but close.Next was the candy shop, where I picked up some truffles, wacky jelly beans and a large amount of salt water. It hurt. But that isn't what I'm thinking about.I'm thinking about my other new job. I'm looking forward to prancing around À Son Insu tomorrow night in a pair of panties. For some reason this is different. I'm uncomfortable being naked in this bar. I suppose the difference is that the people in this bar are scary. They are large, not quite civilized men with a well known reputation for having violent tendencies. I could imagine them throwing me down on a table and gang raping me with no more.