They noticed that there were people of different ethnic backgrounds and the one black couple that Donna had mentioned. Gus and Barbara knew that they ...ere being sized up by the men and women alike. Then a bell rang several times and like a herd the people moved to another room. Gus and Barbara just followed along. As they entered the next room there was music playing and the room was dimly lit. Once their eyes adjusted to the dim light they could see fine and they spotted a dance floor and mats. I feel certain we could not be accused of any wrong-doing in such a situation since it was simply nature taking its course and not any planned coupling of the sinful variety.I must state that the servants of the Baron’s castle were most helpful and accommodating showing me all the hidden places a person could be sequestered with a thought to mask their presence and prevent their escape. In all honesty, I was astonished at the proliferation of dungeons and iron doors with huge locks to make. It was decided: these housewives would have to be forced to breed, rather than them doing it willingly. Eight volunteers joined Mbutu, and they left the compound.It was 8:00 pm on the dot. As Mbutu predicted, the women were discussing an erotic novel they had read. Eight women, ranging in ages from 52 to 60, gabbing on about the plot twists and the love scenes in the novel. Outside the kitchen entrance, one of the volunteers cut the power to the house, the darkness enabling them to break in. Pack a few things, your razor, and your toothbrush. We will be away ‘til Sunday evening, Colette.”Holding my backpack, I stood in front of my residence hall. It was still warm, so I put in a pair of shorts and an extra t-shirt, a couple of pairs of underwear and socks. I took my DOP kit. Colette would be taking me to her cottage at Bourne on the Water in the Cotswolds. When she sent the message, she didn’t include her phone number, though I had it. She didn’t ask me to confirm either, just.