“Oh come on Andrea, you promised. There will only be Paul, Golly and me. You can trust us …we’re students!” he laughed as he stood up and tugg...d my arm. “Golly?” I asked as I stood up.“He’s the other cameraman. I’m Duncan, by the way.” He told me as we crossed the road. This was all happening too quickly, but my mind told me that it actually would be 'a laugh’ - what could possibly go wrong?As Duncan opened the door I had a good look at him and his friend. Like the other two, he was about 20. I forced my thoughts away from her, to the task at hand. She didn’t pose a threat, but he certainly did. I made sure that I looked vaguely interested in the newcomers and it seemed to work since nothing in his demeanor changed when he briefly inspected me. However I didn’t allow myself to relax until they were both inside, and also after I was sure that he had paid some attention to all the people outside. He would not have stayed alive this long if hadn’t been careful.Suddenly I could hear the. You’ll have to be punished. Lets see how the icy-hot works on your butt plug while you’re in the car, hmm? Get a good serving on there while you answer my question,” I demanded.Karen’s shoulders slumped. She knew she was being given an order to do something she didn’t want to do. And I don’t mean the icy-hot on her butt plug. She lifted herself off the seat and pulled her plug loose, focused on what she was doing instead of the car we were about to pass on the interstate. I got to see the look. In that moment, she felt the overwhelming vibration, a universal energy, compounded by the volatile mystery of ten million stars, the eternal pull of a billion planets, and the black holes of uncertainty, making the universe a landscape of dalmatian spots and ground black pepper. The supernova statement she would not dare spit out filled her being with ecstatic tremors. She was in love. * “DING.” The elevator. It had arrived. Just like an elevator does. Unfortunately, it stopped on the.