I wasn’t physically spent at all, as Raskin had promised, but the craziness was taking a psychological toll on me. And my body did have one need to ...be met. It was beyond lunchtime, and I was hungry.My mind seemed to shut down to minimal functioning, and I restrained myself on the long walk down to the #1 train on Broadway. On the subway, I tore off the pantyhose of a young woman and took her right there on the seat. I expected her to ask me to pay for her ruined garment, but like all the others. "What do you mean?" she said. "Don't worry about it hun, I'll take care of you."I could tell she was extremely horny in her kisses and she got over her initial shyness quickly after some making out on the bed and her groping the bulge in my pants. I got my first hint of her submissiveness when I told her to go down on my cock and she did so quickly. I could tell from her technique that she had some practice at this at least. Nice and slow, mixed up her hand and mouth action, and lingered when. “I particularly want to stay here tonight,” she insisted as a shimmering formed in the air a few feet from her.“Whoa,” Morales said as he came to his feet to stare at the shimmering, his comment having come a split second before everyone else’s startled exclamations. “What the hell is that?” he asked no one in particular.“It is ... what we have been searching for,” Selina replied, her expression unreadable.“Well, whatever it is, it’s scaring the crap out of me,” Ashley said as she eased closer. Then she turned and left without saying anything. I assumed she was going to get her coat, but she went straight back to the dining room, walked round the table, and sat back down next to Ben. I returned to my seat next to Lara. "Everything ok?" she enquired. I shrugged. To be honest I didn’t really know. By now we were the only couples left in the dining room. Looking intensely in my eyes across the table, Chloe lent over to Ben and spoke at length in his ear. His eyes gave a quick look in.