He did everything methodically. Then he looked at her.Georg: “While I should not be upset myself, I can understand that upset you can be. Yet, he is... only gone for a few days. We must remain calm.”Clara: “No! I can NOT be calm. I can feel it. Something has happened.”G: “Yet, there is little we can do. Come. Back to the hotel we should go.”Clara was throwing her gowns into a suitcase, not being careful at all. Georg took it in with an unhappy grimace. There was several thousand dollars of dresses. I suddenly felt dirty and very tired.Levi came up and took charge of Randy leading it away. The pony didn’t even look back at me. Just trotted off. Hugh!Sugar was now naked and tied over two low stools I presumed were used by the farm hands who milked the cows. She was struggling against the ropes binding her but to no avail. A ball gag muffled only partly the obscenities she was uttering.Gianna was leading an excited black Labrador up to the hapless woman but I turned and walked away. I wanted. He matched her glances and then his eyes opened wide as he saw her pull her panties down. He watched as she took them off and placed them in her purse. He watched, he saw her totally bare pussy, devoid of hair. He watched her open her legs for him. He watched the way she parted her pussy lips, just for him. His hand, blurring, coaxing, stroking. He breathing, ragged, deepening, his heart, racing. The blood pumping into his cock, causing the head to swell even more so than before as he saw her. I grimaced as I read the passage. It detailed his plans to turn the crew of a river boat into his mind slaves while simultaneously preparing their corpses to be gathered into an automaton. His magic circles were drawn out, and he had even selected which crew would be given which ones based on the qualities he identified with them."Anything useful?" Angela asked."Only if you wanted to make another monstrosity like the one we fought," I answered. I flipped back a page. It detailed the vivisection.