She tried to back away but was too late. Itenveloped Yvette and her computer.Then all was darkness for her.Yvette stirred on the custom oak floor and ...tared around. Confusion wason her lovely face.She got unsteadily to her feet and stared around like she had neverseen the room before."Am I dreaming?" she said out loud and grabbed at her throat. "What'swith my voice?"The fingers felt alien on an alien throat. She stared into a mirrorabove a fake fireplace and screamed silently like Fay Wray in. ..., and we were climbing, and then another climb and later....we were looking down at where the lake went back between two granite outcrops, no more than twenty feet wide. Four hundred yards again, we could see metal doors, like garage doors, backed up into the granite and around them, a facing of limestone boulders, each about head-sized."Okay, baby, that's the boathouse, this is so cool, there is a door in there, and we need the flashlight, and then there is this massive limestone like. I fetched her a cold beer and once she was done with her job we began a chat, standing very close to each other. We drank two big glasses of bear each, and of course, alcohol soon began to work an effect her, as we were laughing while holding our hands. I took her by the waist on and off, and I couldn't stand seeing this girl so close to me so I became out of control at once. I began have small talk and asked her how she managed without sex, especially as she was too turned on at. I gave Alan his money, which was next to nothing considering the lovely job he'd done. But then I'd done a lovely job on him, so we were even. We had a shag before he went, but before he could take me up the arse, his phone rang calling him to another job. After cleaning up and dressing, we went down stairs, but before I opened the door for that last time, I felt a pang of guilt that he hadn't had the opportunity to butt fuck me.I turned my back to him, lifted my skirt, dropped my knickers and.