Come on. Get up. This is important. Do I look like a serial killer?" I smile. I can be rather pretty when I smile.Leaning over, I take his warm hand. ...e slowly stands up and I drag him down the aisle and around the end of the stack. There's a small alcove behind it formed by a buttress extending from the outer wall up against the shelving from behind."Wha... what? Okay, what is going on?" he demands to know. It gets cool, and stays cool, in the computer room where I work. It has to for the. I want to start off as we intend to go on; being cooperative with the other two.”There was a noise at the door as the door handle was turned. It opened and Elizabeth entered. “Hi, guys. Been here long?”Kathleen answered, “Catherine let me in half an hour ago, then vanished after telling me to make myself at home. I think she is in the kitchen. John has just arrived, and I told him he can play with my breasts tonight, if that is all right with you girls?”Elizabeth did not hesitate. “Sounds fine,. “Wow, this is crazy cool” I said aloud. Seems no one has been in the room for a decade. I reached into my pocket to grab my phone to use as a flashlight. The room was pretty large. Inside was a king side bed, a desk with an old CRT monitor & computer, and a what seemed to be some kind of hospital bed with restraints. Actually looked like it was right out of some kind of bdsm porno. This is kinda fucked up I thought. The one thing that really caught my eye was this old safe sitting under the. I was curious; she said she was shy. Suddenly, there she is, hiding her breasts with one hand, and her loveliness with the other. What a babe. I knew then that I would love this woman.I held her right hand ever so slightly, tugging it away from her breasts. They were free, and I scooped them up in my hands, while she hissed and moaned. I saw her smiling at me, and I will never forget how the sunlight played on her shoulders and her hair; it was like gold reflecting off her naked shoulders. I.