"Do You Think The GODDESS Gives A Damn About Virginity?"

"Do you think the GODDESS, the Earth mother, gives a DAMN about virginity: especially if it wasn't freely given, it was violently stolen?" The black skinned and statuesque, (Belinda looked about four inches taller...) Sorcerress standing before them asked with a sneer. "Men have been **** the servants of the Goddess for longer than humans have been human. She would be a piss poor excuse for a diety if she held something we had no control over, or even say in, against us." Belinda explained.

Tracie seemed taken aback. "But the Traditions, the Lore, the Rites...?" She sputtered.

"Pseudo-mideaval claptrap," Belinda replied with a sneer.

"Nu-Now, wait just a second..!" Tracie sputtered but Belinda wasn't waiting for ANYTHING.

"No. I am DONE waiting! I have walked into a trap which YOU could have warned me of, SHOULD have warned me of, and been **** to call down balefire to reclaim what you should have helped give me the minute I arrived if for no other reason than I needed it to fucking Protect myself!" Belinda snarled. "No, we're not waiting another solitary second! We're going to go full on **** and battery mode and PURGE the unquiet dead that are haunting this building!"

"Hey, what about ME?" Amanda asks...