." she spat, her voice dripping with vitriol.I was getting just a little pissed now. "Or else what?" I snapped."Or else copies of these will be sent t... every single person you and your slut know in this town. Her relatives, your relatives, your church, your friends... everybody, Seagill. Everybody." She then opened the manila envelope and shook out a bunch of 5" x 8" photos."Looks like she's really enjoying it, doesn't she, sweetie. By the way, you can't see his face, but that's my hubby with. Pussy galore:You get to lick at least one pussy several times a day.Your mistress' girlfriends will likely want to use you too.Income:This is the one form of sexual commerce that a man can charge a woman for, if you are so inclined.Weight loss:Surviving on nothing but a woman's shit and piss is bound to cause you to lose that beer belly.Your fetish:It's your fetish. You need to satisfy it.DisadvantagesHealth:Face it! Consuming another person's excrement is extremely dangerous!Urine is a blend. So shewent into the kitchen to see what was up."I thought I'd get started on dinner," Stephen explained as Emilyentered. "It's getting rather late." Emily looked at her new watch anddecided that he did have a point. "I chose steak," Stephen told her. "Iat least know how to cook that," Emily laughed."I'm sorry honey. I hadn't realised how late it was. Thank you fortaking over." Stephen nodded as he turned his attention back to thedinner. Emily decided to retreat into the living room while dinner. “They had no knowledge of how bizarre this place is. They were still thinking in terms of buildings, not mazes. Maybe we should head down.”Emily nodded. “That’s what I’m thinking too. Their assumption would be they might have more choices for direction on the ground floor. They’d have the option of leaving the buildings. Let’s head down.”The door at the ground level exiting the stairwell turned out to be a one-way door. It could only be opened from inside the well. This early in their journey.