But the acrid twigs did their work. Karena and Zena were brought back to life. It was Miralda herself who massaged the burning spice into the tenderis...ed flesh. She thought it was only her right and Tavia didn’t mind a bit. The renewed screams were quite awful. Reminiscent of pigs being slaughtered. Ear-splitting. Head-ringing. “We’ll leave them for a bit,” smiled Miralda. “To think things over.” She put her arm around Tavia. “That’s made me very randy,” she said. “Me too.” Tavia smiled back.. Before she could even move I had my mouth on her nipple and my tongue sliding right over it. I felt her nipple grow even harder almost instantly, I grew harder instantly as well. She let out a little screech, pulled back from me, and covered herself up quickly. Looking around to see that no one was watching, or looking to see what the commotion was about.Now it was her turn to sit there with her eyes big and her mouth open. I just smiled. “I told you so” I said. Her eyes stayed big, but slowly. Dexter turned onto his back and Charley went along for the ride. Her legs slipped off to flank his relatively close-set legs. Three hours later, they were in the same pose, Dexter woke with a sore chest and thought he was coming down with something respiratory. Dexter took stock of the situation (feeling her body to get a much better ‘look’ than he could with a held-down chest and eyes lacking corrective lenses). He thought of rolling her off and after running simulations in his mind, he. She laystill. The box searched sniffed and moved off in another direction.What was it? Where did it come from? Why did it try to capture her? Howcome it manifested itself as a box to her mind and not as a series ofpackets or nodes like the other information did? For that matter whydidn't she look like an information packet to herself? Somehow she knewthat the box like herself was an entity that existed in cyberspace as areal being and not an information object like the packets. She.