My escort never said a word and led me into a large room were I saw my stuff sitting on a table.“Whoa.” I smiled. It was far nicer then any place ... had ever stayed.“Thank you.” I said and she bowed and left.“They don't speak. All acolytes take a vow of silence during there training to become priestesses.” A voice said behind me. I turned to see the queen standing behind me.“Your majesty.” I bowed.“Please rise.” She touched my chin and lifted it.“How long have I been out?” I asked.“A week. I. Everyone hugged him and we all dragged ourselves to bed. As you can expect, I didn't have anyone attacking me that night. Tamara was asleep almost before her head hit the pillow. I followed suit.I woke up about five in the morning and went to help get Mike out of bed. I knocked on the door and he answered he was getting ready. I went to the kitchen to find Michael had the coffee ready.I asked Michael where he got his Beemer. He gave me the salesman's name. I told him I was going to buy Mike a. As she opened the door, she flipped the “Back in Fifteen Minutes” sign around. She threw him a luring wink and added, “Just make sure you lock the door when you do. You never know what type of desperate people are roaming the streets at this time of night.”Sienna exited. Though the air conditioning in the store had been negligible, the heat and humidity still hit her, a pasty film almost immediately adhering to her skin. She strolled along her ‘escape’ route: to the right, around the back to. She took a seat on the toilet and peeled off her blue jeans which clung to her legs from sweat. She pulled them down to her ankles and then paused a moment to listen for a second. Not hearing anyone else in the bathroom she decided to slip her tiny pink vibrator out of her pants pocket and turn it on. Without another thought, she pulled down her black sweaty panties which was also a measly bit wet as one would expect one to be having just admired the subject of her most recent sexual fantasy in.