If you want it but have problems I’ll understand…I will only give you what you can handle.”I wanted to handle it…every hard inch of it!The gue...ts were returning by then, some of them anyway. We talked off and on; I had a little more liquid courage, but gave him most of my attention. By the time things were cleaned up and, he went to the room, I was trembling like a virgin bride. Taking a BBC seems to be an addiction; like K9 sex. You know that there will be pain involved (at least some) and. Well just get over it because you never have been and you never will!In fact, Ill bet you that you're actually gay... even if you dont want to be!!! haha - homo!Okay seriously bitch, you need to be honest with this mini-quiz... you need to get over the denial and fear and when you know your should answer yes, just do it...If you really want to know once and for all if you're a cock smoking queer, or not - then just be honest when you answer and then we will see... if you're a raging homo gay. I'll give you what I have written down and..." Whoa," I said, "I hope you haven't, written it out that is." Of course," she said with a laugh, "but I keep it with me. My bookmark, never in sight but always where I can touch it, just notes, indecipherable I'm sure." Dangerous," I said."Your being here is more dangerous. Go away." Madam gave me three days," I said with an eager smile. "I hope there is something I can do to help you." You mean like hoisting me on that gross petard of yours, eh?". The room with the statues was the first one having light fixtures the crew had cleaned from the muck and with the exception of two all of them were working adding to the portable lights we had brought in. The statues, which with only the spotlights looked dark and forbidding with the shadows around them now stood taller and brighter with a more godlike feeling to them. The tunnels were also brighter and the four of us splitting up into teams with Antonia joining me to look in the control room.