I tried my best to ignore his existence and dry myself off normally. It was the most embarrassing thing. I had to lift my arms to dry under them. They...were great poses for my little breasts to humiliate themselves. Drying my back was the worst. I had to run the towel between my butt crack to dry that too. I got to my first knee when for some strange reason, I started to smile. I was beyond embarrassed splaying myself out like that but I couldn’t help but smile. Ean was watching me. Why would he. It is a dead end Ronja realized and turned back to the entrance as Maria came running."No, it is a dead..." Ronja began saying the moment before she realized the person approaching had no flashlight. Maria would never drop her flashlight while underground exploring.The drug addict came rushing into the room, now completely nude. Ronja did the only thing she could think of. She tried to bash him with her flashlight. She hit his head, but the impact was far too weak. Laughing, he just brushed the. “You will offer no falsehood through speech or omission. You will answer all queries to the best of your ability. Now, speak your name,” Janie said, her Voice echoing with power.“Quincy Pleasant,” the gunman said.“Royce Boyle,” the man with the knife choked out. He sounded like his throat didn’t work right.“Can I ask them questions too, or will they only answer you?” Will asked.“They’ll answer you now that the Telling has them. You’re in the circle. They have to answer,” Janie was looking over. .. off…clothing will be provided, no make-up and you will be very, very compliant. Any attempt to refuse or run off will I promise result in your next film being a bdsm and snuff job at that. It was not a request, or please would you, that much she knew, and a shudder ran through her as she contemplated the film and ate the meal. Anyway, after a night of fitfully sleeping, the breakfast eaten, she showered then shaved with the throw away razor`s they provided and showered yet again, she dressed.