Finally, the root pulled out of me and fell to the ground, lifeless. He dropped to his knees, staring at me blankly. Sex “What?” Brom exclaimed. “AAAAHHHHH! “Is Kelmane dead?” I asked. *****
I awoke, confused and tasting blood. ahhhhh…” he sighed, trailing off as the last few spurts of semen trickled out. “I cannot go back.” I said, “I’m not that girl anymore.”
“But you are betrothed…” Brom began. It was probably from one of Kelmane’s rings. PLEASE GODS, NO!” I begged. “Gods! vagina.” Dink said sheepishly, “It is almost fully healed, but we will still need the salve for the next day or two.”
“Of course, Dink.” I said, spreading my legs slightly as he pulled the blanket off of my legs. “I cannot go back.” I said, “I’m not that girl anymore.”
“But you are betrothed…” Brom began. Brom clutched his throat and started gasping for air, as if he were choking. I felt consciousness slipping away from me. You will be OK, with a few more days of rest.”
Brom poured water from a pitcher and handed me the cup.
