I suggested that maybe he could ask for some help selecting it since neither of us knew wine from Kool-Aid.He sounded relieved when we talked and he p...omised to bring home some wine. We talked for a few minutes and then he got a phone call and we hung up.He was home an hour later with a half a dozen bottles of wine and a decent corkscrew. He also bought some cheap wine glasses.I hugged him and told him how sorry I was and he told me that if I didn't stop saying that he was going put some. From behind the "Mentally Disabled" door, I could hear loud distorted screaming.I decided to take it easy for my third fuck and went into the "Russia" section. Three rooms behind this door, two occupied.The one left contained a petite redhead with green eyes, surprisingly clean and unharmed. When she saw me, she lay on her back and spread her legs, closing her eyes in anticipation. I knelt beside her and gave her a kiss on the cheek."Hello you," I said, "would you like to suck my cock?"She. She hated him, but she wanted him.As he removed the last of his clothing, he stood before the Tri-Force,with his back to the aroused girl laying there. She had all the chancesin the world to complete her escape, he began to drone on, and herHeroine mind dreamt up a plethora of methods with which to win the day.But still, she just lay there, listening, and waiting, trying to fightthe grin forming on her face. It was a loving smile, and the worst thingwas she knew he had done nothing to change. To your room," the woman says as if answering a troublesome child. She turns and begins to quickly ascend the spiralling stone stairs. In an instant, she has rounded the curl of the narrow stairwell and vanished leaving Natalie alone watching the glow of retreating torchlight, hearing only the diminishing click of heeled boots on stone. Soon all illumination is gone, leaving Natalie in darkness so utter it makes her doubt her own actuality. Even then, she is loath to step onto the stairs and.