They had very little of either. Instead, the doctor on her case contacted a friend of his who ran a woman's shelter, securing her a bed in the short t...rm. The shelter had a fantastic staff who had a lot of experience in dealing with traumatized women.When Christina arrived at the shelter, driven in an ambulance just like the one that brought her to the hospital, she wondered if they were taking her back home, back to her mother. The thought terrified her, but she knew that she was powerless to. ”John passed on the word, and in moments any bras were replaced with their hide equivalents, and Numa was tidying the throne for John to perch on it.The lad was not long gone when another young man appeared, and John recognised Ashoka, who genuflected before the imposing throne. Immediately behind Ashoka was a taller and burlier man, dressed in well-cut hides embellished by a coloured sash across his chest. He had the deportment of a man of importance, proud and secure in his calling. He spoke. I did a low volume ‘psst psst’ at him, and he looked up. I signaled him to tell me answers 10-20. He gave a small smirk as if saying, ‘Lol as if I will keep my solving aside and tell you any answers.’He continued his solving. I was aghast, I again did a light ‘psst’ and literally pleaded, mouthing, “Please teel naa.” I don’t know what he thought. But he stopped scribbling on his paper and pointed a finger to himself and then bent his fingers upward, signaling, “What’s in it for me.”I was. I didn't want him to stop. I was getting warm, my nipples were hard and my pussy was dripping.Troy started the car and we made our way to downtown Savannah. It had been so long since my husband and I had been to a club. I'd heard good things about Deja Groove but had never been there. We took another hit of Coke before leaving the car. I was feeling so good. Troy turned out to be a great dancer, which really turned me on. The effects of the booze, the hot dances, and the coke were getting to me.