บท 135: CHAPTER 135 In The Den 

　　~ CASIMIR ~

　　As we entered the little dungeon I turned to lock the door behind us, but pulled her up to me, so as I let go of her hand she stayed close, right at my back, her hands gripping my waist, her breasts pressing against my bare back, which was delicious and made me grip the lock bar tighter until I got it into the brackets to keep the door closed.

　　Then I turned inside her hands to face her again.

　　Which was when I realized she couldn't really see. Her head was tipped up to me, but her eyes were unfocused and her scent a mix of confusion and nerves.

　　I slapped the wall to turn on the lighting- a dim line, a band of cold, purplish light that circled the floor and silhouetted everything on the floor. But she was still staring up at me. She blinked as her vision cleared, but her nerves didn't ease. If anything they got worse.

　　"Cazz…"

　　I frowned. She'd been so eager for me outside, why was she-