"Yes. Perfect," replied Marvin.I managed to open my eyes. I was still rather groggy. I could tell Iwas nude. My arms and legs were strapped to a table...that was elevatedand tipped such that I was partly prone and partly on display to Marvinand an older man. Marvin stood with his arms crossed, looking me overwith a critical eye, while the older guy stood akimbo and looked aboutthe room. It was a laboratory, of sorts, but dark -- lit with candles -- and there were strange writings on the walls. An. The thing was, Alex and I were not sleeping in this building. Nope. We were sleeping in the out-house, the smaller, newer, structure around the back of the house which was about the size of a two-car garage, yet had curtains, carpet and even it's own bathroom complete with a shower and toilet. Nothing fancy, but it would do us fine. Alex and I limped our way into the out-house with our heavy weekend bags banging against our legs making it incredibly difficult to walk normally. We got in,. So my rent is paid.” Hannah chuckled. “How are you doing Mari?”Mari was a visual contrast to Hannah. While Hannah had clean skin and an elegant haircut, Mari had half her head shaved and her skin covered in ink. Her hair was dyed purple and it was always styled in whatever outrageous manner Mari took a fancy to. As well endowed as Hannah's breasts were Mari had her beat at almost twice her size. Her low cut top showing off the gleaming mounds and the ink that covered them.“Nothing new on them. She continued to go over what she knew about him. How she felt about him.I mean, he’s good looking, and knows ‘where to put it,’ no doubts there. Is he someone I’m willing to risk my relationship on? Is he worth that? This was probably the most indecisive she’d been in a long time. She was normally the kind of woman to know exactly what she wanted and how to get it. In this, though, she had no idea what her true desire was. She kept returning to the same thought; What did he mean when he said.