Pat lead me into a gelato bar on the corner. I shouted her to a double cone and had a single myself. She lead me along the streets as we licked our de...erts away. Terraces crowded the footpath and each other. In-filled amongst them were small warehouses, some ancient, some merely old. We turned down a short lane smelling dankly of dog turd, onto a street as brightly lit as the one we'd left. I didn't know where Pam was leading me. We turned down another lane. It was still stone paved. About half. "Benton willexplain everything to you."I didn't like the sound of that, but it wasn't as if I had any choice inthe matter.The 'hole' was a chamber that had been dug under hut A's cast ironheating stove. It could easily be concealed when that stove was movedback into place. It was full height and contained the bellows used forpumping air down a duct fashioned from old tin cans that ran the fulllength of the claustrophobically tight tunnel that had been dug under thefence. This terminated in. He asked me if we could move to the bedroom... I removed his hand from inside my pants and led him upstairs to my room. He removed my clothes and soon he had me naked, just standing on my high heels. Then he lifted his shirt off, exposing his hard chest, which made my pussy even wetter. Soon I found me laying on my back with David between my spread legs. He muffed my pussy licking up my juices and I moaned as he stimulated my clit with his tongue and brought me to my first orgasm. After he made. One of the guards who had been on the cleanup crew had been playing with the panel that we had guessed belonged to the lift. Looking at panel, we could see indicators showing the lift and if the indicator was to be believed was in fact rising at that moment. Looking over the edge, we had to wait as we could hear machinery working and by the sounds we were hearing, the lift was getting closer.The final couple of feet were the most interesting as a number of plates all hanging down extended up.