I continued digging, saving out the gravel in a separate pile, until I reached four feet below the surface. Then I laid the stone blocks into a low ro...m, some thirty feet long by ten feet deep, including a stone floor. The next part was difficult. I brought back another several tons of stone blocks, most made from disused roadbeds going to places that didn't exist any more. I carefully cut the blocks into trapezoids and laid a barrel vault ceiling, then filled in the end caps. The ceiling ended. I was so happy as I kicked off my sandals and settled back to watch the film but never really got interested in watching the film and began thinking how good it was to have met this girl. Then I started to wonder, why she thought I had looked drop dead gorgeous on the beach, why she thought I looked so erotic as I masturbated, did she actually FANCY me and why didn't I hate the thought of that. In fact, I paused in my thoughts, my nipples are rock hard and oh my god, I was turned on, my thong. Use massage oil.’ “So since we don’t have massage oil do I skip that one or just lose my turn?” I asked sadly. He reached into his box and pulled out a small capped bottle and handed it to me. I looked over the bottle and saw that it was vanilla rose scented massage oil. I looked over at him and saw his ‘kid in a candy store’ smile and laughed. He was too pleased with himself for having this all planned out. “What else are you prepared for with you little box?” I asked snidely. “I had to read. He was looking out through the open bathroom door but only for a moment as he had to quickly shut his eyes again as the stinging returned. That flannel got pressed up into his face again as he let the water find its way back into his eyes. When he dared try and open his eyes again he discovered that he was no longer looking out onto an empty doorway. Instead Jared found himself looking through a doorway that was now occupied by a pretty, young girl in a white uniform. Even though Jared was.