“Do you know thiswoman?” I asked.“No,” came the reply. “But she has been meeting someguy in here for the last several mo...ths on Monday. Herents the same room in advance every week. They come inaround noon get the key and disappear. They check outaround 5 o’clock, except for today, you just missedthem. His name is Marcus and he always takes room 11down the hall at the back of the building.”“Do you mind if I have a look at the room, I want torent it. You wonder if you can teach them a bit about their bodies and in the process allow them to get away from their daily routine.Caroline looks to her sister Justine and nods. She takes her baton and softly moves it up against your leg and over your crotch and back down again, examining it. Your heart begins to race as your cock grows slightly in acknowledgement of what is being done.“Wow, inmate look at you. Caroline look what you did. Shouldn’t we tell him what we need from him and stop teasing. I was determined to discover his secret fantasy. Even in total darkness, smelling like Dove soap, I was confident I could recognize my husband.I opened the inner door and heard the sounds of sex. I walked into the room but then I became concerned that I might trip on someone on the floor so I dropped down and began crawling. I was horny. I was naked in a room full of strangers and I couldn't see anything. My pussy was flooded with my own juices. I continued forward into the room. Someone. The world, of course, continued on its course around the sun with the sun shining down clearly evidencing that the lost sacrifice hadn't prevented time and life from going on.According to what I had been told, the town had given the most girls for sacrifice over the many years. As the long minutes went on and everyone processed what had happened and the lack of any ramifications, there was a moaning sound from the men and women gathered and even from a few priests. Other priests began to look.