I walked in the room. The room was filled with pot smoke and you could see it wafting through the room. But the room was empty. I had to use the bathr...om so I went in to take a piss. As I exited the bathroom I heard something coming from the adjoining room so I went over to it.The door to the adjoining room was closed so I opened it and walked in. The room was densely filled with pot smoke. I was facing the foot of the king sized bed. The first thing I saw was Nora’s black dress, black panties. Her heart stopped, Her blood stilled. She could only shake her head in terror, whispering, “no, no, no, no,” as if her very ability to form words had calcified.Khamûl is the Voice!Cruel mirth suffused his features as recognition dawned in hers. “Yes, you stupid whore. At last you understand. I have always been here. There is no escape. There is only the freedom of pain and the ecstasy of submission.”Éowyn sank into the water, blindly seeking refuge from a nightmare she now knew was eternal.. She certainly wasn’t sure she felt that much at ease with the others being auditioned. Many were actually rather ordinary, rather plain, people whose bizarreness apparently consisted in the extremes of behaviour they were more or less willing to indulge in to gain an honest living. Others were bizarre in a quite obvious way. A woman with a beard. A man with a very long but thin penis which he seemed to relish waving around the place. A pigmy woman. An oldish woman with breasts that lacked body. Both are still so firm to my touch. By now you have raised your knees up. You skirt still covers them though. I sit up and raise your skirt higher. I move it slowly so you can feel the material move against your silky thighs. I now have all of it around your waist. I begin to rub my hand along your inner thighs, gradually moving closer to your panties. When I reach them I can feel how damp they have gotten. I remark how uncomfortable that must be and ask if you would like me to remove them..