“Please help me,” said Belinda, barely above a whisper. “I think I’m losing my mind.”There was something very wrong. Demons didn’t usually... show fear. I was far from sure that Belinda was actually possessed.What I should have done was to sit down, relax my way into a fugue state, and commune with the spirit world to get a better picture. But I couldn’t relax with the cardinal present, I certainly I didn’t want him to know my methods, and since my fugue state was so easy to mistake for being. I realize now looking back on it, that I stayed because I was really too drunk to leave, even though I knew I should have called a cab. The guys had started getting pretty touchy- feely by then...not that I was really complaining but I was spending more time fending off their hands than dancing by then. Finally I decided to sit at the bar just with Ron but as we sat together by the long wooden bar I found that I had to push Ron's hand away from my breasts too.I noticed over the next hour or so. * The sight of the Romans all lined up with their shining armour and long spears were an intimidating sight. However, we were not to be intimidated. We were all ready to fight to the death and take as many Romans as we can with us. One of the Romans broke away from the line of horse riders at the back and rode towards us. He stopped half way and waited. I realised he wanted to talk. ‘Stay here I’ll go see what he has to say but be ready to attack if he tries anything funny.’ I said to the men. Lets not get ahead of ourselves and prematurely blow it just on a dry ride..... though i wouldnt be surprised.... kind of hot thinking her asshole would feel my twitching cock spurt out a few times letting it seep through her thonglike undies... luckily shes a skirt wearing hottie today so i was able to hike it up before sitting her on me, GEtting that pants to thong contact is as close as its gonna get..... at least for now.. but its not even a creepy thing cause id make sure for certain that.