Being a fan of labyrinths, he usually knew his way aroundlabyrinths, but this one was new, so he had to keep patient, which wasone of his few virtues,...or so he thought. However, this maze was adouble snare for his senses: the fact that the area was so clutteredwith mirrors made him walk very slowly.When he hit the first dead end, he found himself looking at a mirrorreflecting an old man, wearing a bulky night suit. The man was alsoburly, but bald and stared back wide-eyed. "Looks like gramps.". Little didWilliam suspect that the Japanese clients were watching him in a much closerand more purposeful way. They were unobtrusively watching to see which of thedancers caused him to look more intently, to get a little more flushed in theface, to exhibit the body language of the aroused. They watched to see whatwould be the key attractors. Would it be breast size, hair color, race, typeof costume, demeanor? When the eleventh dancer took the stage they had theiranswer. The eleventh dancer. 16 hours ago, she had been fine! But now, she couldn’t walk or even stay awake. While the rest of the group had all taken precautions once they realized Karen was so seriously ill, it seemed likely that it would only be a matter of time before they all began to show similar symptoms. As if the disease wasn’t bad enough on its own, there was also a large aggressive dog roaming somewhere around in the surrounding woods that seemed intent on attacking anyone it came upon. Gazing at nothing in. Do you understand it yourself?"Carol replied, "No, not really. It's got a lot to do with respecting you and Julia though. Julia understands it better than me, so ask her if you want to know." Don't you want to know about it yourself?" Not really. I don't need to. Julia does and you will, which is all that matters. I know the effect it has on me. I could hardly not notice how aroused I get when I follow Julia's or your orders. Especially your orders, although you don't order me around enough. I.