I managed to avoid the same trance that Aly and I had fallen into, but I watched Hannah stumble slightly, and as Yuki caught her arm, I got a flash of... desire, but not from my Asian sex toy.The desire was Hannah’s. A sudden desire to push Yuki down and punish her for touching her without permission, to make Yuki lick her feet and beg forgiveness. It was so strong it made me blink, but Hannah merely brushed it aside. Clearly there was more to this woman than I thought.As Hannah walked across the. The wife said this time “what the fuck”, ”Do you want to see” I said, the wife said “How” I said “the security system, I can log in and view anywhere”, “can you?” the wife said, “I don’t know its my mother and youngest for fuck sake”. Oh look I said “we can always turn it off. Its recording all the time and overwrites every 60 mins anyway”. “Do it” the wife said, “as she stripped off”. Logging on we sat on the bed hunched over an ipad looking at multiscreen of the house flicking through the. There were flowering shrubs, clumps of dark green leaves with vibrant, star-shaped flowers in hues of indigo and purple. Vines similar to the ones that she had seen during her trip through the swamp were here also, coiling their way along roots and beams, covered in blossoms that looked like pink roses.It was almost as if someone had hidden a beautiful garden down here, like something out of a storybook. They were everywhere that she looked, growing thicker and more numerous as she walked. Phyre didn’t smile back. That explanation didn’t strike her as particularly satisfactory. For one thing, it still left a lot unanswered. Which was it, anything or everything? And what did that even mean? ‘So if I drink this,’ Phyre began as she held out the vial. ‘If I drink this and I want to fly, it will do that?’ The cat shook his head in three short movements. Left, right, back to center. ‘But what if I want to fly.’ Another head shake. ‘No? But…’ And then understanding dawned on Phyre..