But, chillax dude our spooky, scary necromancers have you covered. The whole arena is drenched in a Level 3 reviving spell, that will heal all wounds,... including a sudden case of mortality, once the battle is concluded. Radical!”“Swagger your way trough the whole tournament and you will loot the grand price of a cool 50.000 Gold coins as well as a free mansion in the ritzy noble hill district of Rasheul! Swagalicious!”Excluding the clerks questionable attitude, everything seemed fairly standard. .felt that if I had movedbeyond a story that I myself considered complete, would it really improveit? Or would I just be creating something to please someone else. Likemost authors, I write exactly the type of story that I like to read...sowhat if I base too much on the transformation...that is the part thatinterest's me. I try to tie up everything in some way, by the end.Most readers enjoy filling the gaps of any story with their imagination,and that's exactly what I depend on. It is no. “Tell me how much you love it when I finger you.”, I demanded. “Oh god yes baby…... rub that clit.”, she begged. Lexie’s face, neck and upper chest began to turn pinkish signaling that her second orgasm was right around the corner. I started rubbing her clit a bit harder my finger gliding over the hard wet nub. Lexie’s orgasm hit her like a freight train all at once. “Oh fuckkkkkkkk……” she wailed, her body shaking with pleasure. Lexie’s orgasm was long and hard then she finally collapsed on my. I swing her around with a pillow under her head and snuggle her, painting her with soft kisses and calming touches.While she finds her way back to the living, I slip away and find the kitchen to get us some water. When I get back, she is sitting up in the couch corner, squeezing her legs and rocking gently. I give her a bottle and sit at her feet, gently caressing her calf."I'm not stupid enough to ask the obvious, but I do have one other question." What's that?" So who is Lizzie?She covers her.