My grandfather is old, as are your grandparents.”She took a breath. “I talked with Grandmother while you were with Andrea. She is a wise woman, yo... know, and she told me some things. She told me to ask you some questions.”I looked up at her. “What kind of questions?”She pointed at the kitchen bar. “Sit, please.” I complied, and she sat on the barstool next to mine. “First, why did you push me away?”“I haven’t pushed you away.” That was a lie, I told myself.“I haven’t sat with you in over a. “Well my camp’s warrior that will compete should be here in the camp very soon, he walks very slow. I am not worried about him making the kills if the herds are not too far away, as he is a very good hunter.” Bollo said.“Father it should be too late for another to enter at this time as he can’t possibly make enough kills in one day and get all the meat back here in the time left,” Ubo said to Palto.“I was just going to ask if my warrior can somehow manage to bring back the animal fully intact. For further processing."None of us thought much of it.Upon entering the building each of us was given a bag. In which we placed all of our clothes other than our briefs and boxers, upon the bag we wrote our assigned number.After ten minutes of over a hundred men standing there in our shorts. A voice came over the loud speaker. "Will #1 please go through the lighted door on the stage," it said.Ten minutes someone walked back thru the door. It wasn't Tony, it wasn't even a man, it a woman dressed. Her eyes are glued to Marcy’s soaking fingers as she moves them in and out of her. Marcy is obviously enjoying being watched and finds her release quickly. She brings herself to an orgasm and Bianca moans along, desperately wanting to dig her own fingers into this exotic woman’s soaking pussy. At this point, Bianca and Marcy’s breathing is heavy and filled with lust as they look at one another. Slowly, Marcy unties Bianca’s hands and says she is free to touch her as she pleases. Bianca jumps up.