This strongly suggested that probably another natural cavern room was in this direction but that it had been largely sealed off for security reasons. ...robably this nearby unused cavern was too small or narrow for effective use for this grow operation. It did suggest to me that later, in the future, this extra space (and more caverns beyond) could be dug out and enlarged for expansion. I made another note for myself to buy Jason a few jackhammers and a truckload of picks and shovels. Worse come. She swayed sensually to the music.I walked up to her and said, "The rest of my night will mean nothing if I don't get to dance with you."She smiled and held out her hand.I couldn't have danced in five-inch heels, but she was amazing.We were drawing way too much attention until we finally got to dance a slow number. Then I noticed we were drawing some smirks. She was six foot six in her heels. I was five foot eight. My head tucked in under her chin."Don't you wish you were about a foot taller so. The large man squeezed and Sierra’s mouth opened instinctively. The icy eyed man slid his sleeves up, revealing strong and defined forearms that reminded her of Jesse’s. As the icy eyed man stepped forward, the large man let go of her almost as if on cue. Her ball gag was taken off and he kissed Sierra passionately, grabbing her hair, touching her, intoxicating her just as much as Jesse always did. Once she was practically drunk on his kiss, the other hands felt up and down her body as fingers. Henry Hawkins at a hundred and fifty a week, all expenses paid. It was like a dream come true; Sarah was fearful of waking up and finding herself back in Blackjack with all those coarse, uninteresting people, listening to them talk of bits and derricks and barrels of oil until she died of old age, penniless and still stuck in that God-forsaken hole in the Mojave Desert.But it was indeed all real, not something she had fantasized out of sheer desperation. She had gone to see Mr. Hawkins, riding.