“I hope you don’t have the same problems with your children that I seem to be having with mine,” she said.“Oh?” I said as we walked to her r...oms. She grinned, “Helen has learnt to crawl.”“And this is bad because?”She chuckled, “She also likes to hide. She leads the staff on a merry chase, sometimes they just have to wait until she gets hungry enough. She seems to be able to find our cook Erving and the kitchen with little trouble.” I also had to laugh. Lee then said, “I gave up and put a finder. It was in the afternoon session that one guy said, damn Tyler was right you are hot. Wendy tried to appear unphased, running her fingers through her hair, saying really, you both think I'm hot. He replied, well Tyler has a good eye for spotting women who like to play on the other side of the tracks. Wendy asked Don what he meant. Don explained; Tyler likes to find hot white women who don't mind trying a bit of young black cock. Just like you hope to hook us up with a something we like we can do. He moves down to my neck, running his tongue over my collarbone. I can feel his arousal against me as our bodies writhe on the bed. I close my eyes, letting the words flow from my mouth, “Oh Robert, I’ve missed you so much.” He moves his head up, rubbing his nose against mine. I open my eyes, smiling. My smile quickly fading to confusion then fear. It’s not Robert. **** I bolt up in bed. My heart is racing and I look around my bedroom, making certain I’m the only occupant of the bed. I am,. The hooded figure from before returned, along with four more. In a deep voice, he said, "It is time, bring her."The cultists led Abigail through the torch-lit corridors of the underground temple. They came upon an imposing, black marble door, and one of the cultists knocked thrice. As the door opened, Abigail could see little more than darkness beyond. The lead cultist then turned to her and said, "Step through the doorway now." Fuck no," Abigail shook her head. "I'm not going in there, and you.