We stepped around the skeleton as we went through the door. I'm not sure why, but we did. This time, we were met by a portcullis made of metal bars. E...ough bars had been cut, again by explosive, to allow a person to get through. Here, there was a large number of bullet marks, but we must assume that they had not done their job because there were no skeletons.AI said that this was the last defense in the entrance tunnel, and the local AI's chamber was on the other side of the last door that we. I packed my bags and drove to Miami. The drive itself lifted my spirits; as I drove from snow-filled streets of New York down the coast. With each hour it seemed the weather got balmier until I ended up in Miami. Luckily, I found a reasonably-priced motel, checked in for the night, and unpacked in my room. My new life was to start. Once unpacked, I drove to the beach to take a long-needed walk. It was nice to walk in my t-shirt and cargo pants. Yes, it was a bit retro-geek, but at least I was. About half way there was another intersection leading across toward the original bridge and when we got to the end there was another tunnel leading back toward the original bridge down again. We also had a wide winding trail up to the top from near the end which now came out onto the shelf.We found a small control room type facility at the end of the path and inside there were several screens allowing us to look outside before opening the large door Sigfried had put in place. Looking at the. . My cock was pulsing, throbbing as though I was cumming but it just wasn’t happening. No spunk! The feeling was dying quickly, the orgasm subsiding. I expected to see Gill covered in my juices but only a thin dribble of juice escaped from my cock. She had taken me to the very edge of cumming and then killed it, stopped it just like that. She looked up at me smiling. “Not yet. We’re saving that cum for just the right moment.” She released my throbbing cock and a small wad of cum escaped. She.