After a bit of digging, I found a trap door underneath were the trailer of my miner acquaintance had been. The opening lead to a vertical mineshaft th...t had iron ladder rungs inset into the stone so that I could climb up and down relatively safely. My voice had told me that the shaft would be there, waiting for me.I think I remember telling Abigail to remain in the car, as Tanya was fast asleep in the passenger seat. However when I took the fourth and last unconscious girl down the underground. I stood there, quite perplex....what to do know.....I walked around, grabbed a beer, some chips and found a Netflix movie....Geralds game....THAT did not relax me...Some hours later I got a sms. My wife. "I am at our bar, you know, since this is our game ;o)"A hour later, new sms. A picture of an old guy...I blinked...old...looked like 70 years.....I blinked...what the fuck....New sms, a smiley...yes darling, a secret I have. Fantasy....he say his "tool" works just fine....New sms, picture of a. He then took her arm, laid it in the cleft between his thighs, and continued to massage down her arms to her fingers. The whole time her hand rested no further up than the mid thigh. Next he moved to he other side repeating the process. Intermittently there was small talk but no lengthy conversations. Joel reiterated that the essences in this particular oil may make her skin very sensitive, and will only be used for the first part of the massage. Finishing with her left arm, Joel then sat on. As she stays at a posh place and with family which includes husband and his parents, nothing is possible. She said, let’s be good friends and see if we get an opportunity. The chats and occasional calls continued for 2 weeks. I moved to another city part of my work.One day I got a call her from number on Friday evening and she asked where I am at. I replied and she said, her family is going to Chidambaram temple tomorrow evening and will be back by Monday as they have one family function there..