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hoisted her up and tossed her over his
shoulder. The last thought Alexis had as she felt herself being
carried from the room was that he had a really nice ass.
    She reached down and patted it,
discovering it was everything she’d hoped for, firm and round. He
came to an abrupt halt.
    Nice, she thought as darkness swam up
to meet her.
    * * * *
    The room Alexis found herself in when
she woke abruptly was cavernous. She couldn’t seem to move, nothing
but her eyes, in any event. It was almost as if she was strapped
tightly to whatever it was she rested on. She looked around,
wondering where she was now, and more to the point, why she was
here.
    What she saw rather reminded her of a
stadium, or maybe an indoor theater. She appeared to be on a raised
platform in the center.
    There were between fifteen and twenty
rows of bleachers and all were full almost to the point of
overflowing with people ranging in age from perhaps twenty to
sixty. It looked like a town meeting. No one, however, appeared to
be making a sound, let alone talking.
    It was very, very odd, even compared
to the oddities she’d already been subjected to. She might almost
have believed they were nothing but mannequins, except for the fact
that she could see movements among them.
    Gritting her teeth with effort, she
managed to roll her head so that she could see further.
    She saw then that there was a row of
stone chairs that resembled thrones near where she lay. In the
chairs sat six of the oldest people Alexis had ever seen in her
life. Slightly behind them, in a thrown raised higher than those in
front, sat a creature that easily looked twice the age of the
ancients in front of her.
    Thankfully, they all wore long, white
robes.
    Neither Thor nor Adonis had seemed
greatly taken with clothing. She’d feared no one around here wore
them.
    That thought set off warning bells.
She discovered when she managed to look down at herself that she
was still as naked as the day she was born, and lying on something
like a chaise at the edge of the center platform, in plain view of
absolutely everyone.
    She was going to kill Thor when she
got her hands on him.
    She found, to her immense relief, that
she could move if she concentrated hard.
    She moved one leg over the other,
crossing them, bringing her knee up far enough that her sex was no
longer in blatant view, then moved an arm across her
breasts.
    If she’d had hair like Rapunzel, she’d
have felt worlds better.
    She’d had these ‘exposure’ nightmares
before, but as bizarre as they generally were, this one took the
cake.
    She had dreamed once that she was
shopping and discovered she had no clothes on. She’d dreamed she
had gone to school and discovered she’d lost her clothes somewhere
between there and home. This was the first time she’d dreamed she
had decided to go to a political meeting stark naked.
    Feeling slightly less exposed, she
became aware for the first time of a loud buzzing noise. Doubtless
that was what was making her head throb like it would
explode.
    She was tempted to massage the ache in
her temples, but decided her head didn’t hurt badly enough to
uncover her breasts.
    “ You have released her,
Guardian?”
    The voice echoed inside the deathly
silent room, making Alexis jerk in surprise.
    Without considering that it was nigh
impossible to move, Alexis whirled toward the sound as easily as if
she had not been struggling for the past ten minutes only to move
her body by inches. She saw that it was the most ancient of the
group on the dais who’d spoken aloud.
    Thor stepped forward, bowed slightly.
“Nay, High Councilor. She has broken the hold.”
    A collective gasp seemed to rise and
move around the great room like a wave. The creature—Alexis
couldn’t tell to save her life whether it was male or female, for
even its voice didn’t give her a clue—turned to stare at Alexis for
long moments in something akin to amazement.
    Behind her, Alexis heard a murmur, of
many voices, but low,