We’re at Maggie’s Hut.’ Slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking away the sleep that had held her captive these long hours. Slowly her eyes became ...clear and alert, as she darted her glance around the forest. ‘We are going to Maggie’s house? Why?’ ‘I fear you need to be truly well again, and Maggie is the only healer I dare trust with you.’ ‘I’m perfectly fine, Cien. You worry too much.’ She gave him a disgruntled look, and he laughed. Never before had any one accused him of worrying too much. That. Malcolm was getting his cock slick against mine and moved his tip to her sphincter, I slid out of her ass and he slid in. We took turns back n forth, pressing our cocks all the way up her ass each time. Our position was totally awkward, even if pleasurable. Amber wriggled up between us, rolled me on to my back and mounted my shaft, then pulled Malcolm by his penis to get behind her. She pressed his tip against my shaft and in past her sphincter. He slowly slid up my length, burying his cock in. But, now there was no one there. She glanced over to the jar, and it was glowing with a swirling, blue light. They had been successful. Carrie took down the circle and redressed. Somewhat saddened, she thought of the sacrifice that Emily made for her and Trina. It had been a selfless act that allowed her to finally rest. The unease of the yellow room now gone. Carrie took the jar down to the second floor landing. She tried to open it, and would you believe it was stuck. Sighing, she kept at. Then she asked me, I see that you decided to wear the same outfit you had on yesterday, did you bring anything with you? I then looked at Carrie for the answer and say my Mom give me a strange look. Then Carrie said the only outfit I pick out for you is the one you are wearing. So, my Mom said, I see that you have left your weekend clothing choices to someone else. What else could I say; yes I left her to chose if I will be wearing anything or not.The rest of the afternoon we just talked about.