She charged twenty shells for an evening and no man ever wanted his money back," Malcolm said. Every word he said was true. He didn't know how good sh...e was in bed, but he had helped her move."You paid twenty shells to sleep with a woman?" No. I helped her move when her indenture was over," Malcolm said. His comment was greeted with silence. He waited for the inevitable question and didn't have to wait long."So you're saying you know where she lives?" Sure do," answered Malcolm. Shaking his. Almost reluctantly he lifted his eyes to the elegant young woman's face.The Priestess appeared to assess Jollis. He tried to contain his anxiety. It was believed that the Goddess worked directly through the Priestesses, thus it was nerve-wracking to some to be scrutinized in any manner by one of them.The Priestess cradled one of Jollis' cheeks in her hand. "Your mind is in torment," she said softly. "You have a great fear. It has weighed on you heavily for some time."Jollis' legs grew weak. The. He met these girls at a bar the other night and invited them for a few rounds. These girls were Rebecca, Lizmary, Lizvette, Maria, Lizbeth.Rebecca was around 5'4, petite, brown skin, long curvy hair and the face of Pocahontas. Lizmary had lighter skin and straight hair. she had a nice ass and pretty eyes.Lizvette also had lighter skin and straight hair, but she wore glasses, made her look kind of nerdy, but that was hot. She also had a nice pair of breasts.Maria had a small body, but pervert. Her sapphire eyes bored into his mind, and she laid it bare. His will was ripped from him, then his thoughts. "I regret this, I want you to know," she said into his mind. Those were the last words he ever understood.The tall blond walked from the alley, her eyes downcast and a tear on each cheek. Behind her, a man lay folded upon the ground, gibbering and drooling onto the cobbles of the alley. He peered at her with one bleary eye and then bit the tip of his tongue off.It was simplicity itself.