He seemed bolder now, squeezing each cheek ever so slightly as his roaming hand moved back and forth. I had to admit it felt good, despite my alarm. I...caught myself stupidly wondering if he liked my ass, if he appreciated all the working out I did. Get a grip, I told myself. If he stopped now, there would be no harm done. It would be as if this never happened. Of course, he didn’t stop. His hand eventually paused right over my crack and I felt a finger, the middle one I guessed, probe carefully. It was a bit tight in the shoulders, but not too bad, so long as I didn’t have to try to stretch out completely with the cuffs buttoned. The color was bland, which was fine. I didn’t want to draw any undue attention anyway.I saw the door open again, and then Alyssa whispered, “How does it fit?”I rolled my eyes. What, did she think she was my mother? “It fits fine, if a bit snug in the shoulders.”After a second, the door opened wider and she stepped halfway inside. She looked at me and then. )“What are you going to do with your gold?”“My gold? Why is it MY gold?”“Your dream, your direction, your gold.”“You did most of the work.”“Your dream, your direction, your gold,” I repeated. “Besides, It’s still in the Rover.”My phone played that distinctive sound that signified, Myndee calling. I hated it but I couldn’t figure out how to change it. Myndee, however, can program a satellite receiver without the book. She programed my ancient American (Japanese) Video Recorder/Player with. He said, he needed space in the kind ofjob he had.***"We're there," announced Hannah.They were standing by another ladder leading up. This one must have beeninstalled recently, as the rungs looked new, with not even a hint of ruston them. Kevin detached his flashlight and pointed it up the tunnel. Itled straight up, probably to the same kind of manhole they entered not solong ago. "I'm going up first," he announced."Not so fast, Kev. We have to take care of security first." Hannah openedher.