Inscribed on the pylon was the statement that touching the pylon would immediately transport me to the mouth of the tunnel. That sounded like an inter...sting idea, so why not give it a try. I touched the pylon, there was a flash of total blackness, and I found myself standing just inside the entrance to the tunnel. Hey, that was the way to travel!I stepped out onto the plain and found myself facing some more of those satyrs. These were all armed with swords and shields. They charged at me, so,. I walked up next to him and took out my average sized dick. I awkwardly looked over at his dick, I was fascinated. He caught me looking. My heart started racing as I started thinking what he would think. He just looked at me and smiled. I zipped up my pants and left. My friend texted me saying he would be about 15 minutes in the bathroom, I decided to go to the rest area store and buy some chap stick. I was there and I met the most beautiful italian girl I had ever seen. Her tour bus dropped. I actually leaned forward as I walked behind her and my face was only inches form her ass. I had to go and relieve myself again after this too.So anyway, one day I was asked if I could lock up for the night as there was no one else available. I used to work as security in the building before getting this job, so knew what to do. I've locked up before so agreed. I knew Mary was always working late and a couple of times I locked up, I hoped something would happen but it never did.When it came to. “Six or seven guys... yeah fucking right,” Eva said aloud as she brought herself to her feet. “I kissed one guy, and that was enough.” Eva's first and only kiss had been memorable in the worst way. Crammed into a dark closet with a strange guy thanks to an inane middle school party game, she played along along and kissed the oaf. She tried to gut through the ordeal, but at the touch of their tongues, the game was over. Eva vomited down his throat and onto his shirt. He bolted out of the closet.