When I reached the floor I stepped out of the loop and released the rope. I knelt and looked around carefully before going to one of the stone torches...I could smell the old oil they had used for the torch and glanced at the open doorway. I walked to it and looked out. It was a small landing with stairs going down. I glanced toward the bottom of the doorway to see a thin piece of rotting cord. I turned and walked back to the hole, “HENRY!”He face appeared looking down at me, “Master Lan?”I. 488. my husbands an accountant maybe you need some help you don't look very organized in here. Manager.... no I don't need help with my business and my office is my private space everything is set up nice for me in here. Manager... well then your not going to pay me £500 because you don't have it so you'll have to use something else (he stares at her letf hand). Suzie... MY RING!! Oh no you can't have my wedding ring. Manager.... A beautiful woman like you must have a very wealthy husband. . Once I realized this, I started to recognize some of them, albeit only vaguely. And after the first week, I found out it would only get worse.Adrienne returned home from the sorority one day to say, "You're in trouble now, Tiger."I looked up at her with an eyebrow arched in confusion, and she went on to explain. "The Pledge Mistress set a bounty on you. First girl to seduce you gets 100 pledge points."My eyebrows shot up. "Is that a lot?"Adrienne just nodded and then smiled wryly. "Actually,. ’ ‘Oh, okay,’ Paul said, brightening a little. ‘Do we have a deal, Mr. Gimmeli?’ Nellie smiled lecherously. ‘I think we can make some arrangements,’ Paul agreed. She was true to her word, as long as Paul kept the money flowing, Nellie kept the pussy flowing. Paul found out that nothing was off limits with Nellie, as long as he could buy a ring, or a bracelet, or a Mercedes-Benz for his wife. ‘Ooh, a diamond necklace?’ she’d croon. ‘Does Paulie want to stick his great big thingie up my little.