That evening would forever live in his memory. ‘Babe, remember our first time,’ he asked clutching her pussy. She was so wet, so hot. Her lips we...e swollen and quivered at his touch. ‘Baby!’ she moaned, and he stroked her slit, kissing her once more to silence her. No longer caring, Isla held her husband close returning his kiss with unbridled passion. ‘I’ll never forget it I’ll never forget how hot you were. You came for me, only for me Isla. Come for me now, baby. Ride my fingers and give. Pretty close to what John describes in his story Marella thinks to herself. Marella smiles, perfect office attire for Final Fantasy “level one”. Marella intends to enter John’s fantasy world and defeat him at his own game. Level I: The Office Girl The next morning John wakes, has his coffee and toast as usual and waits patiently for Marella to show. When Marella walks up from her wing of the house John is taken aback. Marella has on a tight white blouse, a short grey skirt, black nylons and. “The night excursion” went straight to the town’s brothel. When we reached our destination, I was briefed about the brothel as I had no clue of its existence. Been the largest brothel in South –east Asia the quality of the working ladies and the ambience varied with price. I could see queue of ladies standing on either sides of the street and on the balconies. The streets were chaotic and resembled a fish market at its prime hour. My cousin yelled out to me that the treat to my loosing. John tried to find a door handle or other means of opening the door, to no avail. "How does one open this door?" he said. There was no reply. After a brief wait, Elizabeth approached the door. Finding no apparent opener, she said, "AI, how does this open?" The door silently slid open. Elizabeth stepped through a spacious foyer into a large room. The rest of the group followed. The door remained open."AI, please close the door," said Elizabeth. Showing some exasperation, she said, "It is.