" I watched as she got more scarves from her dresser and felt her tyingmy legs at the ankles and above my knees, then blindfolding me again."What the ...hell are you doing Sue?" One more sound out of you and I'll stuff your mouth full of my dirtypanties. Your paying the price for what you did to my niece. I suggestyou get some sleep because tomorrow is going to be a very busy day.Your going to experience what it's like being a girl. Now get tosleep."She slipped a pillow under my head and threw. ’ ‘Lovemaking in the dewy grass by the river in the moonlight?’ she asked, ‘Just like the night I first gave myself to you?’ ‘Just like the night I spilled your pure blood upon the ground,’ I confirmed. ‘But this time, at least, I won’t need to hurt you or make you bleed.’ ‘True,’ she said with a contented sigh, her nervousness being chased away by her memories, ‘but that was a very good pain, a sweet pain that I only wish I could experience again for you.’ I thought about that for a. He tried to find some inner resolve. He and Donna needed to actually work on the mystery and not just lose themselves in each other’s bodies for another afternoon.Patrick knocked on the door of the room Donna had reserved for them.“Well, hello there, junior investigator.” A low voice approached from down the hall.“Oh ... hello...” Patrick turned to see Mark Farmer strolling toward him, dressed in his suit, bowtie, and fedora.“I thought you were out investigating with Donna. Where is she?” Mark. “Karissa!” He called, and the blonde mage came in, still not looking Orvon in the eye.“Yes, archmage?” The blonde said meekly, looking fine in her tight robes. Those robes don’t look to be standard issue... Orvon thought, slightly amused.“Fetch some tea for the minister, my dear.”“Yes, sir.” The blonde complied demurely, and soon brought a steaming cup of tea for Orvon.“Thank you.” Orvon said, and the blonde blushed as she quickly shuffled out of the room.“Looks like my little Karissa has.