Inside the compartment was a lever. I checked to make sure that I was alone and I flipped the lever.I heard a loud click and saw a rectangular section...of turf 1' X 3' rise up an inch. I bent down and grabbed the hatch. It wouldn't lift up but it did pivot to the right. It revealed three steps that led into a small bunker with a machine gun. The bunker was so small that only one person could fit comfortably in it and they would have to lie down. There were shelves within easy reach containing. "Nice place," I said."Yeah, not bad," she smiled her reply.Over a cup of tea I mentioned the pictures I had found under the floorboards."Oh yes, show me," she said, her eyes wide with excitement."Oh my, look at me then," she said, "I must have been twenty pounds lighter."She studied her topless shots for a long time, much to my impatience."Do you know I was barely a 'B' cup in those days," she giggled, "now I'm a 'D'," and to emphasised her comments she cupped her bust."Oh no, I had forgotten,". There was a crystal glow in her eyes, and reflected firelight had nothingto do with it.I tell people Ginger's my favorite, and I mean it too, but that's justtalking about the human women. Whatever your tastes, whatever yourpreferences, there was only one gal here that could truly be called theloveliest.The appeal of the unattainable, the otherworldly. Where Ginger'd beenopen and accommodating, the Lady was like a mountain. Aloof andunforgiving, but her every peak and valley cried out to be. Most people turn to my twin Alex. He was a taller more defined version of me. And he was good at soccer. So… yeah, not every girl was on my jock and it made my right hand very familiar with my cock. But I will tell you… my cock is very fucking nice. Its nice and thick and long too. Girls wet dream. But I digress, my friends called me last week to tell me that we were hitting up a neighboring schools prom. I did not really care because most of the time, I get ignored and head home early. We hit.