I'm going crazy. I don't know what to do. I'm trapped in this prison and my head is in the clouds. I need to make a move. I open my eyes to locate her... I want her to feel what I feel. Actually I want to make her feel better. I find her but she does not see me. I stare with a painful hunger for passion, satisfaction, and pleasure. My imagination penetrates her clothing creating goddess like images of perfect golden nipples, a perfectly shaved pussy, and an amazing plump ass that at this point. “Incredibly rare, or so I’ve heard.”“Because we don’t have enough terror all by ourselves?” I whined. He chuckled wryly, but I could tell his heart wasn’t really into it.I thought about it, and decided not to ask – ever – what everyone else had heard. I could guess, for some of them, but I was pretty sure that finding out wouldn’t be helpful or beneficial for my mental well-being.The elderly mage at the centre of the seals waited until we’d all recovered, then with a nod to Aedan, reached one. I didn’t even think twice when someone handed me the joint. I was not a pot smoker by any means, but that night it just seemed like what I was supposed to do. A few rounds of both the whiskey and the marijuana had made me feel fuzzy and disconnected from what I had been through for the last two weeks. At that moment, everything felt right and my anger faded. “Penny for your thoughts.” Dave said to me, taking a swig out of the fifth of whiskey. “You’re talking to me?” I said, looking up. “I’m. I don't know. Mutual. Why do you ask?" I just want to know about the man I'm about to marry," said Caitlin, tweaking her fiancé's still slightly tumescent penis. "Is there some dark secret I should know about? Why did you and your ex-wife divorce? Was there something you did?" Erm..." said Ken, whose penis was beginning to twitch with reawakened desire. "It wasn't me." Are you sure?" asked Caitlin with a teasing smile as she cupped Ken's testicles in her palm and pecked her lips on its.