(No not at all hun.)<br/><br/>The long sliver of amethyst did not at first reaction strike her thoughts as possible club.  No the curse which is slowly warping her mind.  As the disappoint of finding nothing of the treasure she had moments ago imagined to be.    No instead she was sizing it up as she looked at it, it could make for a decent phallus.<br/><br/>Reaching down she pick up the piece, as if to echo her thoughts.  She rub the piece along her inner thighs. As she felt the a tinge of heat that lanced through her core.  Sweat moisten her as it is all to real to her.  Through the haze of her drug induced euphoria.<br/><br/>