Abby and Winston descended two stairways to reach the hall that led to the grotto.​

     A hall now full of naked Azurians either crossing the hall to get to one of the private showers or fornicating right there on the warm, marble-looking floor.

     They entered the grotto, now seething with those that fucked.

     Abby looked around for Ward. She saw that he sat chest deep in water while a pair of Galateas kissed and caressed him.

     Good for him, Abby thought.

​     Alison found Winston before he found her. She looked flushed and guilty and not quite there. 

     She looked, in other words, like someone had just fucked her inside out.

​     He took her by the hand.

     "Enjoying yourself, my darling?" he asked.

     In response, Alison fell into his arms, and she began to cry.

CONTINUE