Smooth. A small sharp pain shot up through my right arm. I looked down at my right hand and noticed I was cut at the fingertip. I must have gotten nic...ed by the Minotaur’s blade. ‘Well, Paul. Nice to meet ya. I’m Gillian, but you can call me Jill.’ Her voice sounded like tiny bells ringing harmoniously. ‘Did you come here alone?’ I couldn’t stop stumbling on my words for the life of me. ‘I came with a friend. But I think he’s having more fun here by himself.’ I motioned toward Justin’s general. A bottle got thrown up to the shore by the sea waves.It was a typical film type scene with a rolled paper in the glass bottle. I was intrigued by it. I opened the cork and removed the paper. It seemed to be very old and had some writings on it. But I couldn’t read it as it was in some different language. But heck, we now have Google Translate!I found the language to be Tamil and I translated the writings. It was some shloka or verse. I read it. And then something happened. I felt different,. “HiTrace, hope you weren’t sleeping.” Billy facetiously stated. “Ijust want to ask a favour. I need to get up early to finish the work out in thegarage. Can you come and wake me up at 9? “Surehunny, no problem.” Tracey was still angry that she had not cum, but happy tosee Billy… and his big black cock… again. “Okgreat. I’m a heavy sleeper too, so you might have to shake me or something.”Billy lied. This was perfect, he told himself. He had interrupted hermasturbation, hopefully ensuring that. Guido served an Italian pasta along with a bottle of Chianti."You have outdone yourself, Guido. Your spaghetti bolognese is exquisite!” Wendell said.Penny joined in, “Yes, Guido, and it’s delicious too.”Wendell chuckled and said, “That’s funny. You sound like Gracie on the Burns and Allen Show.”She didn’t mean to be funny and had no idea what the Burns and Allen Show was."Did I tell you, my dear, that Guido has also been in front of the camera. Would you like to see something he has done back.