” I spoke softly. "I would like to help, perhaps get you home.” For the first time, she looked up and I saw her face. She had been hurt. “Please... no,” she said, panic in her tone. "I can't go home."“Well, can I get you some dinner?”She again started walking down the street. What should I do? If I followed, she might claim I was harassing her. But I didn't believe she would. She looked very scared. Someone had hurt her. What spineless bastard would do that? She was tiny. Frail even. Couldn't be. However, this maze was adouble snare for his senses: the fact that the area was so clutteredwith mirrors made him walk very slowly.When he hit the first dead end, he found himself looking at a mirrorreflecting an old man, wearing a bulky night suit. The man was alsoburly, but bald and stared back wide-eyed. "Looks like gramps." he said."I sure wish I won't end up half-paralyzed and deaf like him..."His thoughts were interrupted when he hit a second dead end, but themirror reflected the image of. "You will work hard here at Castle Vagnor, Adrienne, but I promise you there will be ample pay. In all modesty, this is a wealthy estate and if your work is satisfactory, you will be allowed to share, to a significant degree, the life style we enjoy." I shall do my best to please you all," she responded meekly, her eyes dropping to the Baron's bejeweled hand as it rested on the arm of his chair."We can be generous, Adrienne," he said removing a ruby ring from his finger. "You admire the ring?". I got up, out of bed and slowly took the phone from her and answered the call. Still facing her, half asleep, I didn't notice my half hard cock hanging out of my boxers, still dripping cum from the night before jerk session. She froze staring at my cock. I didn't take notice for about 10 seconds, then followed her eyes down to my crotch and realized her view. As I looked at my cock, it twitched and she jumped.She slowly turned away and walked down the hall. I was fully hard now, realizing how.