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Chapter 6 by spentbob spentbob

What do you say?

Casually say you're wanting to know a little more about the town

You make a non committal noise - a kind of non verbal "yeah, I guess", and she looks up and smirks at you, looking alarmingly predatory all of a sudden. She's apparently finished her map, and taps the edge of the paper against the counter as she stares you, considering.

"Well, the library's quite a few streets away. And it's so hot and sticky today, no day for wandering around in the sun. I tell you what, I've lived here quite a while. If you tell me what you want to know, perhaps I may be able to... enlighten you?"

Is she flirting with you? No, surely not, it's just your imagination going into overdrive, finally being here after weeks of tall stories...

"My name is Rasna," she says, huskily, leaning a little closer, "It means 'The Tongue'."

Before you can reply, she opens her mouth to display her name sake to you, making it wriggle and writhe with such skill and uncommon dexterity and mobility that it makes your throat go dry and your dick twitch. Okay, so she's flirting all right - or being one hell of a wicked tease. If this is the shopkeeper from Tony's story, she surely will know a lot about what goes on around here - but interviewing her might well get a little... *intense* for your first investigation in town, if your friends' story of being kidnapped and squeezed dry by her is anywhere near the truth. Then again, it's not like she's going to drag you into the store room or behind the counter and pounce on you, is it? You can talk to her right here.

And even if she does - bloody hell, that tongue...

Say you want to meet the librarian, or go look up old newspapers, or stay and talk to her, or....?

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