10,000 years since I last won the Battle of the Sun. And now the Golden Dragon is within my reach, fast, fast asleep.’He curled his finger around Ju...’s chin, lifting it upwards. His hands were lifeless, his touch leaving pinpricks on Jun’s skin, his blood vessels constricting so tightly.Jun stared into the man’s eyes. Icy prisms, incandescent with light dancing in the shadows.The man laughed.‘Both of us will enjoy this next bit.’A petite Asian woman slinked out of the shadows, naked as the day. She looked at the petite and desperately determined young girl and saw herself in her younger years. In her previous consultations with sweet-faced Honey, she pitied the fact that the girl had never had any real connection with either of the sexes and had gone the self-pleasing route to satisfy her incessant urges. It seemed such a waste to her because the girl was truly a feast of femininity and succulent female flesh.Rebecca told Honey to get on the bunk belly down and bury her face in the. Jim smiled back and said, "Well, one thing is nice for sure. Wishes do wash dishes in this place. Every time we pop back in here, we imagine all the dirty dishes are clean." Yeah. Maybe sometime we should try to imagine a mess before coming here, just to see if we can do it..."Jim nodded. "Want to go for a swim?" Three days ago they were both stunned to find an exit door on the other side of the elevator on the lowest-level bedroom floor. The door led through a short tunnel to a huge. And hoping that he–Brad–might be jealous seeing me giving pleasure to my husband. I knew it could not go on. Not the way it was. Not at Broadthroup and Brown. Not with Winston. Not with Brad. None of it was stable. But I, who had once been celebrated for decisiveness and initiative, had no desire, no intention, no will to make a change. I did not even know what change I wanted. Which was real: the person I had seemed to be all my life, who excelled at school and work, or the person I was with.