The ladies had three stops to make as they jumped into the ambulanceand eased up to the first barrier as the police officer waved themthrough: The fir...st stop was to the health food store who promised tofix at least three days worth of meals based on the nutritionistformula that would get mixed and pureed into a fine mix to flow througha slightly enlarged baby bottle nipple.That nutritionist said she would flavor them for the time of day. Baconflavor for breakfast, American Cheese for lunch and. Even though I ate and slept there was something in me that never truly replenished. The energies that had made me able to endure hours of pleasure now felt like they seeped away with each day. Skuld explained this to me and called it “the starving”. Every nymph felt it from time to time. Trolls believed it to be similar to their taste for human flesh, but this was something deeper. Something more rooted in the very essence of the underworld. Just like every being need to kill in order to. Thor’s hammer was gone! How could he defend Asgard and make thunder without it?She glanced at me, gave me a deep smile and continued on reading. Her voice increased in intensity and she managed to speak with a deeper voice. “Thor was beside himself. His rage was immense and would probably have been quite destructive, but without his hammer, all he could do was rant and rave. What good was the God of Thunder without his mighty weapon?”I could only imagine, Thor without his hammer,. The directors and Frankie watched us with more than casual interest. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two of the directors have to adjust themselves. Frankie's camera caught everything. Kissing Patrice made me think of last night with Damien. She had incredibly soft lips, full like Dawn and Dayna's, but my thoughts reverted back to Damien and his friend roughly using me the night before. Kissing her made me feel like an innocent and yet terribly naughty fourteen year old girl again."Hot.