Eating a meal...Nothing more. What else had happened?There was a tiny amount of light creeping in through somewhere behindme, perhaps from a door fram.... My eyes were adjusting slowly to thedarkness, and I could make out some vague shapes. I was in a fairlysmall area, it seemed. It smelt musty, of old clothes. A cellar, ormaybe a garage? The floor under my feet was hard and solid, concrete Ithought from the way my soles tapped on it.I turned my attention from my surroundings back to my own. If it was, it just got better. The final outfit was a tight leather dress and five-inch heels. We started and she slowly peeled off the dress to reveal a leather garter belt attached to black stockings, no bra, no panties.As she spread wide open on the set's bed I took a few more pictures and she motioned for me to come over. I put down the camera and stood beside the bed. She sat up and ran her hand over my groin. I was hard as a rock so there was no hiding it. She looked up at me and said,. Lisa hadn’t bothered to check the list until theyproceeded on their way. As Tashara drove toward theinner city, Lisa’s pulse skyrocketed when she noticedShaquanda Green’s name first on their sheet. “I just visited Shaquanda Green two days ago, Tashara.Why are we going back again?” Lisa nervously asked. Tashara anticipated Lisa’s reluctance to go back toShaquanda’s and formulated a plausible story to lowerLisa’s guard. “The police arrested. .." the girl said to herself as she began movingher empty boxes out of her way. It was then that she saw it. In thecrawlspace underneath the stairs was a small door, just big enough forher to walk through while crouching. It wasn't immediately apparent tosomeone just glancing- Ellen hadn't even noticed it the whole time shewas there- but with a closer look its outline was unmistakable.Ellen's mind lit up with curiosity. With everything else that thebasement contained, what else could be hidden.