Fortunately, the monsters and demons did not reinfest those parts of Samsor that the team had already cleared, but that still left plenty of work to b... done. Since it was easiest for him to do it, Jack transported the team to the Dark Wood so that they could resume their quest.The next item on the agenda was the Forgotten Tower in the Black Marsh. This was haunted by an evil Countess. There was some question as to whether or not the Countess was actually dead, smart money had it that she had. We bounced the joint back between us, taking swigs of beer while the other was toking, until it was finished. The air in the lounge was thick with the sweet, unmistakable smell of grass. It really as good stuff, and I could feel that I was already buzzing. Being a regular smoker, I could only imagine how she was feeling if it was giving me such a kick.After finishing my second beer, I watched as Beverly was swaying where she sat on the arm of the couch. She was already onto her third beer by. So I got dressed and headed down to the club which was just down the road from where I lived. Luckily, there was no closed events going on that night, so I got in without any issues.I got in and was having a fairly normal night, catching a drink here and there and even dancing a bit to some of the songs – some because good ones were rare – but then I saw something that disconcerted me somewhat. A man dragged a blonde girl somewhat roughly towards the back of the club. I got a feeling in the pit. "Mmm. That's a tight pussy Cheyenne." I lay there looking at the ceiling, enjoying his finger as I said, "Thanks." He started licking my clit as he fingered me. He pulled out his finger and I felt something small, thin, and hard slide in. I sat up to look at him over my boobs, which no longer compress on my body when I lay down. "What is that?" "It's a pen," he said as he slowly slid it in and out of me. "Does it feel good?" "Not as good as your finger," I said honestly. "Well you're very lucky.