At the end of the hallway, stairs led up. Torches lined the way every so often, casting their lights on the solid stone walls. They led me up the stai...s and into a wide hallway. Two more of those things stood guard in the hallway. They briefly glanced at us as we came out, then went back into staring at nothing. The ones who were leading me took me down the hall, to a set of closed doors. The doors may have once been extravagant, but they were now decrepit. They swung open with a creak, and I. She was lonely and had been. Edna was a tall and well built women of 66 years old. Her hair was white but full and nice. She kept her self up nice and had a nice home. She told of her husband and being alone for six years. Suggested she date and enjoy her self. She told me men her age were usually duds in bed, she bowed her head and snickered. I ask if she would like to have some now? From you? yes; that would be nice. We went to her room where she put on the music and came in dressed in a. He rifled though for a few seconds and pulled up my new vibe. “Might test drive this. Though there is some other tempting stuff in there too” He looked at me for a few seconds before throwing the vibe on the bed. He moved his head close to mine and whispered “best remove some of these clothes”. I giggled at the suggestion but began to obey. He stopped me. Pulling the tight skinny top over my head, and then reaching behind me to undo my bra, gradually lifting it down and letting it fall to the. Several of the nasty-looking almost naked savages made threatening motions by brandishing their weapons. Mr. Candleford immediately decided to hold his negotiating efforts in abeyance until they knew what the natives wanted.The young girl was pushed forward and the angry islanders kept pointing to her swollen belly with shouts and angry stomping of their feet on the ground. There was little chance of misunderstanding their meaning. The women all looked at the Professor, Mr. Candleford and the.