Samia was woken in the night, by the touch of Lexo tapping her shoulder.
"Hurry, we must leave," he whispered.
"Huh?"
"We've been found out. We need to leave Vernia now."
Samia jumped up in a panic. She rushed out of bed, hurrying over to the clothes on the shelf.
"No time for that," Lexo said, handing her a cloak. "Wear this."
She stared at him for a moment, wondering whether to trust him after the trick he'd played on her yesterday.
"Or you could stay here and let the authorities catch you," Lexo said.
Samia snatched the cloak, wrapping it around her naked body.
They left in the night, quick and quiet, leaving the town of Vernia behind in darkness. Soon they were heading north through the woods, the lake still beside them to the east. When they were far enough away, they made camp.
There was no fire, no tents either. They sat around in their cloaks beneath the trees, moonlight glittering in Lake Vernia. It was cold for her wearing nothing but a cloak and boots.
“You did well last night,” Lexo said as he sat beside Samia. His breath stank of old pipe smoke. It always did. “I know you wish to be a thief, but sometimes we may need to use you as a distraction.”
“Hmm.” Samia was unimpressed. She could still taste the huge loads of cum she’d swallowed, each one a little different, but all thick and salty. Her hair was still stuck together in clumps. “A distraction? You mean whore?”
“Don’t be like that.” Lexo turned his head, then produced something out of nowhere. Had it been in his cloak, or was it magic? “I have a gift for you.” It was a glass vial, with a thick white liquid inside.
“What is it?”
“It’s a special shampoo, it’ll clean your hair right up.”
Samia took it, the glass was cool in her hand. She stared at it for a while, wondering whether it was another prank.
