*** 5.When I awoke the next morning, I felt wonderfully rested and alive in away I hadn't felt in many years. Was t...his how most women felt when theywoke up every morning? I didn't know. The lion-headed creature wasalready there, and the two of us went down to the dining hall forbreakfast. Cherambic was already waiting for us there."Good morning!" I told him gently."Good morning, Ariel!" he replied, but with a smile and a softer tone ofvoice, as I sat down. ‘Say something dirty,’ he whispered, as he slid a handful behind my ear. I could do nothing much moan light fully. With his hand still firmly between my legs he turned twisted, turning me onto my side – my back to his chest. Lifting my leg up and placing my foot onto his thigh he moved his fingers deeper into me. In the thralls of the moment I reached back my arms, one steadily popping open my bra while the other hooked around his neck once more, pulling his head into my neck. His left hand. Aunty: Theek hai theek hai, waise saru.Maa: Haan!Aunty: Main so nahi rahi thi, neend nahi aa rahi thi aur shayad tumhari baat sahi hai.Main sochne laga ki konsi baat. Mere kaan kutte ki tarah khadi ho gayi aage sunne ke liye.Maa: Achcha… to?Aunty: Khana banale fir baat karti hun tujhse.Maa: Haan theek hai.Main sochne laga ki yaar agar baat hi karni thi to itna kyu boli? Khamakha ab main yahi sochta rahunga ki akhir maa aur aunty kiss bare mein kamre mein baat ki?Tabhi Bharti living mein aayi. To do this though, required some personal…sacrifice of ethics.” The creature confessed.“Being of stories,” you call it, because that’s the best name you could think up for the sexy, salty creature without edging towards insulting, “Though I don’t understand why you chose me, I’ll be happy to help you in any way I can. So, how do I fix the stories?”“Well, when it comes to curses, rather than all of the story itself being cursed, the soul of lust likes to curse one character in general, and then.