Maybe. RonJason fell twice trying to get back to the ladder. As he finally reached the bottom he could hear the door slamming shut and the sou...d of the lock behind it. By the time Jason reached the door he could see a rope pulling up two large canvas sacks. All his screaming went for naught. He was locked in his own prison.He started quivering. It was not so much the lawyers escape as it was the instant quiet. That is what terrified him, just like solitary. No cell doors, no. "Women? I don't know anything about women," I said."Obviously," she said, "but get over there and do what you can for him. He's alone with seven or eight women, and it's driving him mad."Since I owed the good lady for many favors, and since I was curious, I went. Her nephew turned out to be a man of middle years and more-than-adequate means. He had an ornate and well-dressed wife, two marriageable daughters, three maids, one for each woman, plus his sister and her young daughter, both nubile,. .YE-HE-HE-ESSS!!"When I came into her, I came slow and easy. It was relaxing and relieving, like a massage. Her wet pussy soaked up my cum and sucked it deeper into her. Since she had her menopause, she was ready to fuck without a condom and not worry about getting pregnant. And I worried more about giving her an STD, than her giving one to me.Her pussy clamped once again around my softening dick. She let out a soft "unngh" as she pushed my now limp dick out of her pussy, still wet with my cum. It was amazing, Ken mused later, how She could do that, yet those who presumably didn't know She was a Goddess didn't wonder how She could just appear. Ken was sure She did something to keep people from focusing on that, but when he asked Her, Her response was less than helpful."People will see what they expect to see," She later replied. "If they know that someone cannot just appear, then they will find a way to rationalize that appearance. Most of the time."After the actual ritual was over,.