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332%u201cMatilda said you gave him whisky, Nancy. What were you thinking of? How many bottles?%u201d The Dean asked.%u201cFour. He drank all of them%u201d%u201cWe%u2019ll be lucky to find Faith alive in the morning,%u201d the Dean said.%u201cSometimes you have to break a thing to remake it,%u201d Nancy told him. Can you two men please fuck me now? I feel sad and worried.%u201d%u201cI think I should go and rescue Faith,%u201d Matilda said and moved to get out of bed.As Nancy moved into position on face up on top of the Dean, she said, %u201cIt is really is best if you don%u2019t interfere. I don%u2019t believe the creator would like that very much.%u201dMatilda looked at her in the light of the bedside lamp. Something in her eyes warned her to stay in bed. She watched Henry get on top of Nancy, and then Matilda kissed Nancy all the way through as the two men fucked her.They woke each other up. They had been so sound asleep wrapped up together in complete warmth and safety, that they%u2019d overslept. %u201cMy God, Faith.%u201d Matilda exclaimed and rushed out of bed. %u201cThe key, Nancy?%u201d%u201cIt%u2019s in my pocket,%u201d she replied, jumping out of bed to join her. She fetched the key from her clothes on the floor and sped to the spare room. Nancy unlocked it and the two naked women rushed in. It was too dark to see. Matilda went to the high windows and swept back the heavy drapes.%u201cMy good Lord!%u201d she heard Nancy blurt out.Matilda turned around, and said out loud, %u201cWhat the fuck?!%u201dFaith was not on the bed. Slime was there, unconscious, still clutching twelve bloody sweet-corn skewers. He was so covered to be Fidget