text: to leave. Vera however looks like she's having a good time and to be honest you don't want to ruin that. She does help you a lot with the League.
  
  So you go back to Vera and Ludmilla and stand nearby in an attempt to be social. Ludmilla goes back and forth speaking to you and Vera, though she surprisingly is more talkative to Vera. The Baroness seems to like to talk and can already guess that you're not exactly the most gregarious.
  
  Ludmilla and Vera talk for quite awhile, it's actually pretty amazing since it's about absolutely nothing. Or at least nothing you're much interested in. Ludmilla is mostly talking about herself and the troubles of being of noble birth. Goes on about how Vera's lucky to not have to worry about such things.
  
  Condescending of course, but if Vera noticed it, she's not fussed or at least not letting it show. It's sort of ironic anyway since Vera could very well HAVE had such problems if fate swung a different way.
  
  Eventually though Ludmilla tells the pair of you that while she was pleased to meet you both, she has other guests to see, even though they probably won't be as interesting you are.
  
  And the pair of you are left on your own.
  
  "Well that was interesting." You say.
  "Hm. Certainly was. Never thought I'd ever be directly in the presence of royalty before. Well not without my hands and feet in chains at least." Vera remarks.
  "Hah! Same here. So, you ready to go?"
  "What? Already? The party's just started and you want to leave?"
  "Well, I mean I dunno what else there really is to do here. I mean we came, we saw, we met the baroness. I mean we covered all the important shit. Not like I really have any desire to talk to any of the other assholes around here."
  "But, I wanted to stay a bit longer though. However, if you want to leave, I guess that's fine with me. You're the boss after all."
  "Alright, we can stay a little longer, but I'm going to find someplace away from most of these people. You can do what you like. I'll come looking for you in a while I guess."
  "Thanks boss, I'll see you later." Vera says and suddenly kisses you on the cheek before walking off to enjoy living the "high society life" for a little longer.
  
  As for you, you decide to just look around to waste time. You grab another drink and try to stick to less "populated" areas of the palace. Though obviously you're still limited to where you're allowed to go. Guards standby keeping an eye on everything.
  
  Time passes and while a few people attempt to speak to you, and few others seem to be talking about you (Mostly about your clothes) you basically ignore them all and just keep to your plan of moving about and sticking to areas where there are less people.
  
  While you're doing that however, you're also studying some of the lay out of the palace, or at least what you're able to. You also take notice of what valuable objects would be easy to take.
  
  You briefly flirt with the idea of stealing something from this place, but common sense soon wins out. Last thing you want to do is even risk pissing off the Baroness, especially since you're on good terms with her. Still, sometimes you miss the days of when you just stole things for a living.
  
  After wandering a bit more and entertaining the idea of pilfering the palace, you discard your usual procedure of avoiding the crowds and walk towards a room where you hear some music followed by a lot of clapping.
  
  You arrive just in time to see a crowd disperse before a group of musicians that apparently have just finished performing. Shame, from what little you heard, it sounded pretty good. You go and get yourself another drink and that's when you start to feel a little odd. Whatever this stuff is, it's apparently stronger than the taste would indicate. Still, it's a party right? Might as well try to loosen up.
  
  You realize you're not nearly as fun loving as you used to be when you were younger. In fact, you're downright stodgy at times. All you practically do is fucking work. Being a criminal isn't fun anymore, it's actually not even dangerous at this point, it's just well...  mundane.
  
  How the hell did it come to this? If you wanted to be mundane, you might as well have stayed in Teckleville and followed in your dad's footsteps. Maybe he was right after all.
  
  No. You've seen and done much in your life thanks to leaving that boring town. After all, you're here in baroness' palace! You're just in a rut that's all. When you get back, you're going to shake things up within the League. Maybe expand again, maybe even to a new city like Hessla or Klyton.
  
  Still, it's all pretty pointless without someone to share it with. You couldn't go back home and say "Look mom and dad, look at what I've done!" It sucks. Your sister would probably be impressed, but who knows where she is. You hope she's having more fun than you are right now. You miss her sometimes. Simpler times. Happier times.
  
  Fuck it, you need another drink.
  
  As you go to get another you bump into a couple that are making out.
  
  "Excuse me." You say.
  "Mmm... " the woman says and strokes your arm as you pass by. The guy she's kissing takes no notice; he's too focused on her.
  
  You briefly think of Vera and how she kissed you not too long ago. Makes you wonder if she's got more than a bit of attraction toward you. You know she's always making these sexual offers toward you, but as far as you know she's not really known to be the "good time" girl within the Nocturnal League. So it makes you wonder if she actually feels affection towards you on some level. Sometimes you think about her too, since you work so closely together. It's almost like you're an old married couple.
  
  Of course it could be a case that she's perfectly fine being a potential whore if it's going to benefit her in the long run. Since you're the boss, and the only one above her in rank, makes sense that she'd only be offering you such extra "benefits."
  
  Regardless, you probably would have made a move on her if it wasn't for your condition.
  
  You nearly bump into another couple also making out. By the time you grab your drink, you realize there are a lot of people kissing and hugging each other. And some of them are getting pretty hot and heavy.
  
  Now you think of Tanya.
  
  You wish Tanya was still around. You'd love to share your success with her, but you guess that she moved on a long time ago. She claimed you'd move on, but you haven't. How could you? She was everything to you. If it wasn't for her, it's debatable that you would have even did any of this. You probably would have fucked around in Holgard for a few years and then just left when the Ebony Claw Syndicate started taking notice of you. She kept you around and made you fall in love with her.
  
  But you can't hate her for that. It wasn't her fault. It just was her nature.
  
  You look around and now you see several people doing more than just kissing now.
  
  "What the fuck?" you say to yourself and get up to leave. You must have wandered into some weird orgy room.
  
  You make it to a hallway and that's when you're starting to feel really... excited.
  
  You've got an erection right now that you could stab someone to death with and you are about ready to murder the closest woman available and worse, they're just about ALL available.
  
  Hell, with the way you're feeling, you're starting to worry if you aren't going to just fuck everyone on your way to the exit because it's been YEARS since you've had sex and right now your dick isn't caring.
  
  It has to be the drinks. You're sure of it. This whole party is probably just an excuse for rich people to have decadent orgies anonymously with each other.
  
  You need to get out of here before you kill everyone at this party with your cursed dick. The problem is you aren't sure if you're even going to make it that far.
  
  The best you might be able to do is find a place with no people about and stay there until the effects of the drink wear off. (Whenever that is)
  > run to the exit
  You need to just get the hell out of here, because staying is surely going to doom someone.
  
  You continue your trip to the exit, trying not to look at any of the people having sexual encounters along the way. Several times you have to push people away after they grab at you. Eventually you just start punching them, and for a couple of them that just turns them on even more.
  
  "Uhn yeah, beat me harder! I like it like that!"
  "This is fucked." You mutter.
  
  You try to think of the most unattractive and least erotic things you can think of like the Holgard sewers, and similar things. You also hit yourself in crotch a few times and unlike the masochist freaks, that works to lessen your arousal. Doesn't get rid of it entirely though and you're not doing that too much more because it hurts like a sonofabitch.
  
  Eventually you make it out of the palace. The guards don't even react when they see you and just shrug as you continue to run from the palace and out the gates into the city.
  
  As soon as you're in the public area of the city again, you realize now you've got another problem. Instead of having a strong sexual desire around a bunch of other people who are also suffering the same condition, you're now potentially around a bunch of people who aren't suffering it at all.
  
  You try to walk down the more isolated street with nobody about, but you need to get off them entirely before you potentially start molesting someone or worse. You'd go to a brothel, but if you did, you'd just end up killing all your employees.
  
  "Hey, didn't expect to bump into you. I didn't realize you left the party too. Figured you were bedding some aristocrat or something."
  
  You spin around and see Vera.
  
  "Vera, what the hell are you doing here?" you ask.
  "I was on my way back home. Shortly after we separated I wandered and talked to a few people and even looked around seeing if I could steal anything, but there really wasn't a good opportunity, and then something weird happened." Vera says.
  "Let me guess, everyone got all friendly?"
  "Yeah, REALLY friendly. Didn't know it was going to be that kind of party. Guessing something was in the drinks. Glad I hadn't drank anything while I was there. Still, I might have paired up with one of the horny aristocrat guys if it had just been a one on one thing, but then Ludmilla was around and she started hitting on me too and I got really creeped out. I mean she didn't know of course, but she could potentially be my half sister, and that just really put me out of the mood entirely. I ran out as soon as I could."
  "Yeah, potentially fucking a sibling, I can see where that would put a damper on things... " you say barely able to contain yourself
  "Um, what's wrong with you? You're fidgeting and sweating. You keep putting your hand on your crotch... wait a minute. Did you have the drinks?"
  "Vera, I'm telling you, you need to leave me right now, because I'm having a REALLY hard time here."
  
  Vera smiles a bit and grabs at the obvious bulge in your pants. You nearly don't back away.
  
  "Shit. You ARE having a hard time. Well hell, come on let's put that to good use."
  "Vera, you need to seriously stop!" you say.
  "Oh come on! I don't see what the hell is wrong with me! I mean shit; you act like I got the fucking plague! You're a real fucking asshole you know that?"
  "Vera... "
  "No! I'm going to say some shit that YOU need to hear! I know all about your ex-girlfriend. Warts mentioned that you were really head over heels for a demonkin once when he suggested that I was banging my head up against a wall with you. Said that's probably the real reason why you don't have any relationships at all because you're still in love with the infernal bitch."
  "Yeah well Warts don't know the whole fucking story."
  "What's to know? You're obviously still holding a candle for her like a fucking idiot. You think she gives a shit about you? No. She was a DEMON. They don't give a shit about anything! And here you are still being faithful for a girl that isn't around meanwhile you outright continue to ignore people who ARE here and do care for you. Someone who knows your likes and dislikes. Someone who has done more than she would normally do and would probably do a lot more stupid shit because for some fucked up reason she really likes you."
  
  Vera at this point looks down a bit and rubs her eyes.
  
  "No. LOVES you. More than you'll ever damn well know."
  
  You don't really know what to say. You always knew Vera had some attraction to you, but you didn't think it extended this far. Even with everything that's going on with your body right now, this information has made you focus on something other than sex.
  
  "Vera, I really don't know what to say, except if you believe that I haven't ever thought about us, well you don't know me as well as you think. Hell, tonight I even enjoyed pretending a bit that we were going out on some fancy date, well until the drugged drinks that is."
  "Then what the hell's the problem?"
  "The problem is, I'll fucking kill you! My dick is fucking cursed!"
  "What?!"
  "Look, I'm having a difficult time as it is trying not to be all over you right now, so here's the short version."
  
  You quickly explain how you came to learn about your unfortunate condition and everything else relating to it. When Vera asks about a cure, you explain that the cost is too high from what you know about the one time it was offered to you.
  
  "So you see? I haven't been avoiding a relationship with you for no damn reason. I've been trying to keep you alive! And if you want to stay that way, I'd suggest you fucking leave right this minute. I need to go jerk off or something in an alley right now." You say.
  
  Vera is silent for a moment
  
  "Okay, well why don't I at least help you with that?" Vera suddenly says.
  "What?" you say.
  "Why don't you at least let me jerk you off? I mean it's not sex right? You're not penetrating me. I'm just going to be lending a helping hand as it were."
  "Vera, while I appreciate the offer, I'm still not sure if that's a good idea."
  "Look, you know how I feel about you. And you're saying you have feelings for me, so isn't this the type of shit couples are supposed to do for one another? Help each other out?"
  
  You aren't sure if it's the drink that's breaking down your willpower or Vera's fairly convincing argument, but you can't hold back anymore.
  
  "Okay. Okay. I guess maybe you make a solid point. I'm still really worried about you though."
  "Don't worry about me. You just try to relax as I take care of everything. Let's go over there, that looks like a secluded spot."
  
  You and Vera duck into an alleyway and soon Vera is helping you out directly.
  
  And then again.
  
  And then a third and FOURTH time and you're still not sated.
  
  "What the hell did they put into those drinks? Ground up unicorn testicles?" Vera says wiping her hands.
  "Shit, this isn't working. Fuck what if its permanent?"
  "No, this has to wear off eventually. We're just going to have to do something else."
  
  Vera begins to lower herself.
  
  "What the hell are you doing?!" you exclaim.
  "What does it look like?" she asks
  "You can't do that! You'll die!"
  "It's not sex right? I mean not really. I'll be fine."
  "I'm pretty sure it counts, some of those other women blew me too."
  "Yeah, but you also fucked them, and we're not doing that, so again just relax and let me take care of it."
  "But... oh shit... "
  
  You can't even argue anymore as you feel the glory that is Vera's oral skills. Given how many times she's offered this to you in the past, this has got to be a major fantasy for her or something.
  
  Soon... 
  
  "Fuck. That was a lot. You good?" Vera says wiping off her mouth a bit.
  "I really wish I could say I was, but you're going to have to stay down there a little longer."
  "Yeah, as much fun as that was, I'm not sucking your dick all night. You're putting that thing to better use."
  
  At this point Vera begins lifting her dress up and grinding herself into you.
  
  "Vera! Shit! We REALLY can't do this! You WILL die!" you say, but still holding on to her body tightly.
  "Y'know what I've been thinking? I think you're fucking imagining things. I think all those girls were just a bad coincidence and you jumped to conclusions because as I said, you're still holding a torch for your ex and felt guilty about it." Vera responds.
  "What? Where do you get that idea from?"
  "I get that idea from the fact that you have no damn proof that your dick is cursed from what you've told me. I mean if it really was cursed, I'd think those women would have melted shortly after or something, not died from common shit like drug overdoses or fires. You just had a string of bad luck and made assumptions."
  "Vera, you can't know that."
  "Yeah, well I've never been one to play it too safe, so if this is it for me, there are worse ways. Might as well at least be because you fucked me. Now let's do this already."
  "Right here in this dirty ass alley?"
  "You didn't seem to have any objections before when your dick was in my mouth."
  "I still think this is a really bad idea... "
  "I guess we'll see, now fuck me like it's my last night here, because it might very well be."
  
  Against your better judgment (or any judgment really) you finally give what Vera's always wanted from you.
  
  "Oh...  shit. Fuck, this is going to be good." She says as you enter inside her.
  
  You've barely gotten started fucking her up against a nearby wall and she's already trying not to make a lot of noise and failing at it.
  
  This session quite unlike anything you've ever experienced. It's raw; it's dirty and it almost feels violent.
  
  As you're giving it to Vera hard, she still manages to surprise you.
  
  "Put your hands around my throat." She suddenly says.
  "What?!" you ask.
  "Oh and call me a whore too. I want to imagine you're raping me in this alley. Y'know like when you pretend threaten to do when we first met?"
  "That's... sort of fucked up Vera"
  "I'm attracted to the likes of you, are you really all that surprised that I'm a little fucked up?"
  
  You're starting to get the impression that Vera's love for you is a little more twisted that you originally believed. You sort of wonder if it's been borderline obsession and she's just done a good job of keeping it together.
  
  You're just not sure if this is such a good idea given that the women you have sex with tend to die afterwards.
  > decline the request
  As horny as you are, there some things you don't really want to risk doing.
  
  "Vera, I'm not going to start choking you. I practically feel like I'm killing you already." You say.
  "Not stopping you though is it? Come on, just choke me a little, I can take it."
  "Vera I really don't want to, can we just get on with this... "
  
  Vera suddenly slaps you.
  
  "Vera... "
  
  Vera then slaps you again harder.
  
  "Okay stop that!"
  
  Vera doesn't and instead leans in and bites your ear so hard she draws blood.
  
  "VERA WHAT THE FUCK!? THAT FUCKING HURT!" you exclaim holding your ear.
  "Help! I'm being raped!" Vera shouts.
  "Shhhh! What the fuck are you doing!? You trying to get me... "
  "RAPE! RAPE! RAPE!"
  
  At this point you slam Vera against the wall and put your hand to her mouth.
  
  "Shut the fuck up! You trying to get the Watch to arrest us? Ow! My fingers!" you exclaim as Vera manages to bite your fingers.
  
  At this point you're genuinely angry. Under normal circumstances, you'd probably just completely disengage, but seeing as you're still aroused, you decide to give into Vera's obvious kink.
  
  "Fine, I'll give you what you want if only to shut you up!"
  "Well stop talking lover and just do it... ulp... yeah... just like that... "
  
  You place your hands around Vera's throat and begin choking her. At first it's only light, but as your thrusting gets quicker and harder, you begin tightening your grip.
  
  "Okay... you can... loosen up... a bit... " Vera gasps.
  
  But you don't. In fact your mind has gone into a very dark place. You start seeing images of death. Not just hers though. You see the deaths of all the other women you had sex with since Tanya.
  
  "St... op... " Vera says and begins to struggle.
  
  You don't even reply, you just continue strangling her. Vera now is fighting for her life, but despite kneeing you in the crotch several times, you're not even fazed. Even your desire for sex has been muted over your desire to kill her.
  
  "You'll never replace her! NEVER!" you start to shout.
  
  You are then suddenly smashed in the back of the head by something, causing you to collapse.
  
  "Lady are you alright? We were watching over there and saw him getting too rough!" someone says, meanwhile someone else is still kicking you.
  
  While Vera is recovering and coughing, you pull your pistol.
  
  "Watch out!" Vera barely manages to utter before you blast the asshole that's currently kicking you.
  
  The bum falls to the ground, and then the other tries to run, but you easily shoot him as well.
  
  Vera, realizing that she can't run, tries to appeal to you.
  
  "Please, you have to stop this!" she says.
  
  You are really not thinking straight however. The drugs in your body combined with being pushed into aggressiveness and some unknown factor that's really causing you to have bloody thoughts, and it's a volatile combination.
  
  Still, it's almost like you aren't completely yourself. Part of you feels like you've done something like this before, and that you always tried to stop it, but couldn't. There is a brief moment of clarity and then only overwhelming guilt followed by rage.
  
  "Why? This is what you wanted and I warned you of the consequences. You thought you were going to be different. YOU thought you were going to steal me away from Tanya! But YOU were wrong! They ALL were! I made sure of that!" you exclaim and point your pistol at Vera.
  
  Now you've completely lost it.
  
  A loud shot is heard, but it isn't from your pistol. It's from the musket of a Holgard watchman who overheard all the noise and came running. In typical Holgard Watch fashion he shot first and didn't even bother asking questions.
  
  You fall to the ground a final time with a bloody hole in the side of your head.