As for you being accepted I think that will be easy, though after they start to change that might change. We will just tell all that you are a medicin... man from a tribe far to the north that heard of our troubles.”Ambrose scratched his chin a moment then nodded, “I see what you are saying. Let me get the rest of the cure for today then we can proceed.”It was almost a half minton later when six figures slipped into the village. They were met a few times by guards that regarded them with. 'Take the stairway down,' he had texted earlier, 'then take a quick right, and under the stairway you took is where I'll be waiting for you. You'll see the glory hole plainly.'Everything he'd said was true.As I'd gone down the stairway into his basement, the first thing I noticed was how dank it smelled, like the way old house basement always seem to smell; like mildew, and slightly damp, raw cement. It was a kind of creepy ambience, to be honest, but by then I was also so horny, that even the. I love tiny tits. My wife has tiny tits.”She smiled and said, “No she doesn’t, I was playing with them while I ate her.”I smiled and said, “Oh that’s not my wife, she’s my mile high fuck buddy. I never met her before this flight and I don’t even know her name.”She asked, “Do you want to know more about her? It’s the least I can do for you.”Then she loosened her tie, opened up her dark blue blazer, her light blue blouse, and her front clasp bra to reveal the sweetest little titties that I have. Black sunglasses around vulnerable corneas, brilliant flash of light momentarily scrambling even the ushers’ sensibilities, open palms raised against the dawn. Those minus the benefit of protective eye wear meet the light head on, hitting the illumination with the same force as the impromptu skydivers, their bodies spared instant liquefaction and grey & atrophied minds pulped instead, stiff from years of sensory abuse, inside mimicking outer simulacrum, bureaucratic edifice in place of working.