She had no memory of how she got into bed. Looking around and down, she saw her arms. Not only was she clean, but she had on her pajamas. Sleepy eyed and yawning, she made her way to the communal kitchen, as they called it. She took a seat at the small table as Patrick placed a plate full of brea...
Moorgun’s voice slithered through the darkened room. He walked out of the shadows, and she smiled at him, running her eyes over his naked form. “How I miss looking at your lovely body.” “Thank you, Mistress. Who or what am I to thank for you visiting my dreams?” &nbs...