I fumbled inside my pocket for my keys but it fell from my hand while I transferred my bag to my other arm. I cursed at my clumsiness and bent downwar... to pick up when the door opened for me and instead of Lisa, I was staring at a black man’s pair of feet. My eyes went from his feet to stare upwards at him.“Who the fuck are you, white boy?” He sneered as I came to my feet.“I live here,” I stammered, flustered by his rude audacity. “Who the hell are you, and what’re you doing here?”Then came my. The front door opened behind me and I saw Mrs. Sharpe gesticulating to the car driver."Hurry up," she urged, "Cherry hurry up and come in." For Christ's sake," I muttered to myself as the driver turned towards me, her face a picture of confusion. She looked scared as I took two steps across the lawn to the car."Cherry," I said softly, "I think you're my sister." Show me your right arm," she said firmly without getting out of the car.I smiled at her as I took my jacket off and held my arm out,. Looking down I saw that a long pole went from the base of the dildo down into the branches. Judging by how stable it was I guessed that it went down to the floor.Ryan quietly told me to impale myself to see that everything was okay. I did, and it was.“Okay,” Ryan said, “catch this. Then stand up and wait there until the curtain drops; then go for it.”I un-impaled myself, caught the wand, adjusted the wings a bit, and waited.Ryan and Mike left, leaving me with the head of the dildo just blow my. Deciding this may not be the door, Chrystanna turned to her right and made her way completely around the base of the tower, looking for a door but ended up back where she had started without having seen anything else that even resembled a door. Finally, deciding this had to be the door, Chrystanna made a fist and pounded on the center of the door five times. She then stepped back and waited. After more than five minutes of waiting, she pounded the door again. Another five minute wait and she.