He turned on his computer, finishing off the pizza while it booted up. Mitch opened his messenger program, hoping to see his best buddy online. He enj...yed chatting with her and knew she would be good company between trick-or-treaters. Damn, Mitch swore silently, she wasn't there. Hoping she might show up later, Mitch left the program running as he answered the door for the first of the kids begging candy.Two hours later, he turned off the porch light. The children had been adorable, but he was. I’m sure ‘sir’ will do very well.”“As you wish… er… sir,” said the girl, pulling nervously at the lace scarf around her neck. “So may I ask who produced these works? Do you patronise a single artist, or is there more than one represented here?”The Prince laughed. “I honestly couldn’t tell you, I picked them up from an estate that was in some financial trouble. I’m bored of art talk anyway. Let us proceed to the evening’s main entertainments.”He was standing very close to her. She wasn’t sure. Slip a finger inside your slit, very, very slowly.Hear the wet sound? How good does that feel?You can very, very lightly begin to stroke your clit now. "I love mygirly pussy." You won't cum until I let you. Feel the pleasure building.More and more aroused now. Circling, tickling, arousing. More and morearoused."I love my girly pussy." Repeat over and over. So girly, so hot, soready now. One hand stroking your clit and your pussy now. Run the otherhand all over your boobies. All over. Touching,. ”“You keep mentioning a God. Who is he? Odin?”“No Eric. It is a God that existed on this world long before men on Earth came up with the tales of the Norse Gods and you too will meet that God before you leave this island and learn the real secret of this world.”After he had uttered all this we reached a half buried door and I had to help him force it open, a gain to reveal a flight of stairs leading down a narrow shaft. After a few winding turns down the spiral stair case, the sparse light.