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I thought, He’s a mindless beast undeserving of mercy. But even in my most callous mindset, I could not convince myself of it. I took no joy in what I was about to Cartoon Sex do. An eagle screeched overhead, cutting through the air like a knife. My eyes darted upward, catching sight of the avian as it neared. Its head was laden with a green cowl, and its talons clutched a wooden tube. It circled the three of us, then descended. I took five steps back from Verto and his guardian, and lowered my bow to raise an arm. The eagle perched on the proffered limb, and I retrieved the message from its talons. I read it. I read it again. I read it a third time, hoping vainly that my eyes were deceiving me, but no, they were keener than they’d ever been. “Ranger?” Verto asked. I never answered his question. I turned from the incubus and his victim, and sprinted into the forest without a look back. Yavara. YAVARA I was in a chair. No, it was a stool, akin to a barstool. I was naked, seated demurely upon the stool with stiff royal posture. Before me was a body-length mirror, its frame wrought-iron and imposing, its glass reflecting my blue eyes, blonde hair, soft features and perfect curves. Blackness was all around me, amorphous shadows tickling my periphery, but I was not afraid. I felt… right. I’m dreaming. I thought. You are, a familiar voice answered, but the mind and reality are not separate. For thoughts bring pain and pleasure as assuredly as the touch of another. There was a face behind me in the reflection. It was beautiful, angular and fierce, canvased with bronze flesh, maned with black hair, and adorned with blazing orange eyes. God was she gorgeous! She only passed this particular kiosk by happenstance. "Now take off the rest of your clothes," Alex said. The dark haired girl is over there also, maybe we’ll get a peek at them as they try on their stuff.” If I hadn't done that, I never would have Cartoon Sex gotten the opportunity to judge this naughty beauty contest. They were talking about a restaurant and then we realized that 3 of us did not have any clothes with us. She hugged and laughed with and spoke with everyone who came our way. A woman, I can’t tell who it was at first is straddling me. We’re fucking, she is riding me, pretty hard. Even messier was the floor, soaked in twin puddles of urine. Even on the tractor and trailer back it was too dark and everyone was happy and busy talking and no one seemed to notice that I was virtually bottomless. As I’m walking back down the hall, I hear Diane and John making love.