A main room, a closet like room, and a washroom complete with a mirror, a deep sink like tub and water hose connections, (a pipe ran up the trunk of t...e tree to the bottom of the floor for water). Master was sitting on the pallet of blankets and pillows in the main room awaiting the arrival of her long time, childhood friend. Well call this friend Rachel. Rachel knocked twice on the floor door before pushing it open and climbing into the main room. She looked around to see Master in her. ."Look at this!" my colleague said excitedly, holding the torch to the ancient stones surrounding us. "An ancient text I guess, seems to be preceding the Incas! It looks like an animal of some sort is depicted, so maybe a farming manual or agricultural record?" I glanced at the letters, using my natural gift for languages combined with my major in South American Ancient Cultures. They seemed to indicate a direction, probably south, as it showed icy mountains. Although there were enough of those. "Ronni," David groaned, groping and gripping the pliant flesh of her belly. "I need to touch you. Why won't you let me?" Closing her eyes against his pleas, Ronni couldn't contain the urge to press herself against his erection. She wanted him in the very worst way. Her resolve was wavering. She didn't want to deny him but she had to. "I can't, David." She hated saying those words but it was the right thing. His hand left her belly again and cupped the aching mound between her thighs with. I suggest you try to become his friend, although he may not want to befriend you after you tell him his fate,” he wailed. “Oh, here's another, do you know someone that goes by the appellation “Hot Stuff”.” “ Yes, I'm acquainted with the lady. I hope nothing dire happens to her.” “No, no, she lives to a very advanced age in a very exclusive resort for older people, but she is constantly annoyed by a bunch of lecherous old men because of her charm and beauty.” he divulged. “I'm relieved to hear.