Replacing his hand on Claire’s head, he focused his energy and delved back into the girl’s shattered psyche. With little more than a thought, James focused his sexual magic on Mark’s libido. He greeted Lindsay, “Hi, I’m-”
“Can I fuck him too, master?” the brunette interrupted, addressing James while she rubbed her neck and squeezed her tits through her shirt. “I’ll just wake him up…”
CLACK. Pulling down her pants and thong, James exposed her bare, glistening lips. There was very little to observe; the husks had no real thoughts in their heads beyond a blind devotion to James and an endless yearning to fuck anything they could. First one, and then the other, he put the one-time husks to bed, completing the illusion of their sudden and mysterious illness. CLACK. We can’t give Ishtar time to return to the Temple; we have to strike while she’s unaware. He decided that no matter how he did it, it would be best to do it one at a time.
