.. might as well say hello.What came into view was a woman in a long blue dress, worn over the obligatory Convoy Boots and with a grubby grey jumper t...ed high round her waist. Her hair was long and the way it flowed over her shoulders suggested that it had actually been washed fairly recently. She was looking at me with intelligent eyes and there was an air of amusement to her expression that I found intriguing. As I did the fact that her breasts were clearly outlined against the thin material. Debbie ushers me into a back office and locks the door behind her.CALM DOWN !! EVERYTHING’S GOING TO BE ALRIGHT !! THERE’S A PRIVATE ELEVATOR IN THIS OFFICE … BE QUIET !!Debbie had pulled a small key from the desk and was opening the elevator door in the small office. I had seen small utility elevators in buildings like this before. Debbie shoved me inside and instructed me to walk around the block and come back into the building.I really didn’t have any choice in the matter once I was shoved. This was not a secret that was easily shared with people outside the immediate tribal area. They took him away from the village to a pit that had been carefully dug and prepared much earlier. Again, several young boys tended the pit, consisting at that time of a large thick bed of charcoal that lay burning with a fierce heat. Once the three adults arrived, Konil started showering a thin coating of crushed limestone over the coals, and spreading it evenly throughout the fire. When he was. # # # # #Vicky: Mercy.Vicky: Need help.Vicky: Come by my house.Vicky: Quick.# # # # #Frowning, Mercy started to type back.# # # # #Mercy: What's wrong.Vicky: I am all tied up at the moment.Mercy: So you need me to get something for you?Vicky: Mercy.Vicky: TIED UP.Vicky: Hurry.Vicky: Before my parents come home.# # # # #Mercy had to keep herself from rolling her eyes. Victoria probably hadtried some deviant stuff herself. Maybe tied herself up with belts orrobes. Then the smirk on Mercy's face.