The stimulus was all just too much. Like a light switch, Lan simply turned out, invisible and asleep on his sisters floor. Far off in the distance, a...bone-shattering shriek can be heard for miles around. Hours later that night, Lan awoke with a start. Perhaps the sleep had let his brain sort through all the confusion, because now Lan knew exactly what had just happened a few hours earlier. His childhood passion was not a waste! He had not gotten a prop ring, but the actual Ring of Power. He is a big burly guy with no indoor voice. ‘What’s going on Chris?’ I inquire, one hand on my hip. ‘I’M FIXIN IT HUN,’ he says in a patronizing tone coupled with a wink. I hope you fix your attitude while you’re at it, I think. ‘GET ME SOME EXTRA PAPER WOULD YA.’ Politeness is a foreign concept to Chris. ‘Just a second,’ I mutter, walking back to the storage room. Oh well, maybe I’ll run into him again – that might make the trip worth it. I turn the corner. No yellow or blue or white. Just. I had departed from Japan, after a month and a half of work, and I had worn no panties under my tight, short, black, sexy dress. It had helped to keep from irritating my already sore and swollen clit and labia, but it had also allowed me to play with myself during the flight. I had been fucking and sucking every day while I was in Japan, horny as hell, from being two months pregnant, and taking care of my contractual obligations as I shot more than 2 dozen gangbang bukkake fetish films and took. Iman said, "If we take you to him, will you then let me examine you, Alexis Perry?" Yes," I said quietly."Follow me," said Iman.Iman and Rashad led me out of the room, across the hall, and into another room. There was Oliver, unconscious, hooked up to different machines. He looked so small, so helpless. I knew Iman wanted me back in my room, but I walked over to Oliver, and gently took his hand. His hand was warm, but it did not respond to my touch."Oh Oliver," I said as my tears began to fall..