I close my eyes and pray that this moment never ends…I open my eyes, expecting the sun to shine on my face, but instead I see Nayima’s face, and I...can still feel her tongue inside my mouth. As my senses come back to life from my “dream”, I soon feel my penis touching her down there, and her breasts pressing against my chest.Nayima’s previously closed eyes open halfway and see me awake, and she reluctantly breaks the kiss to sit up, straddling my hip with my penis pushed flat against my stomach. “Ah. You’re not Simon’s type, then.” Nick answered.Simon winced. “They’re not dead. They’ve just heard that if they hold very very still, I might move on.”“Okay. That got dark fast.” said Nick. “Maybe we should lighten the conversation and just talk about Threnody for a while. Inez, what do you know about Threnody?”“Enough to write a book with all the good parts missing.” said Inez. “It’s not exactly light subject matter, though.”“It’s got to be lighter than necrophilia jokes.” Simon. Mistress lead me downstairs to the basement/dungeon without saying a word.dark as always, Mistress's basement/dungeon always seemed to have different twists and turns in it.Mistress lead me to a room, where she turned on a single light from the ceiling. this room did not contain much. off to one side was a small tray table with some items on it that i could not make out, the room was overall too dark to make anything out, a short rolling stool, like you might find at a Doctors office, and. We will have to do better than that for a 9 mm cartridge or something larger.It took us about 90 minutes to get that set up, and the training started. I went through the usual gun safety routine with Ann. Of course, since she was familiar with shooting a shotgun, I had no real work to do, except to point out where safety with the pistol differed from the requirements of the shotgun. She was taking her first shots within 45 minutes.We concentrated on the two-handed grip. Later on, Ann could work.