I dropped off my laptop beside my reading chair and went to go get a book from the bookshelf, while asking “So Ashley, how’d your day go?” They ...didn’t even stop nor looked back at me. Ashley just kept her eyes closed and yelled out. “Great! Absolutely fucking great! OOOOHH! Keep taking my anal virginity grandpa! Make all my holes yours! Fuck my dirty, slutty ass with that big dick! I love being your whore! I love being your little sex slave! Harder! Oh God, I think I’m cuming!” I watched as my. For a second, I thought about knocking on her door andseeing if everything was OK - though I knew her definition of "OK" wasfar different from mine - but instead I just kept walking to the end ofthe hall and the same room I'd lived in for the better part of 20 years.My room was something of a mess, with dirty clothes piled up, twocomputers in various states of disrepair and a general desperate need ofa good dusting. Still, it was my room, and I didn't really look forwardto leaving it behind. I. "Please Miss Lisa," the voice, my voice said without the words beingformed in my head. "Please, will you unlock me, so that I might worshipyou with all my body. Then please lock me up after, so that I might showyou my devotion." Very well then Dee," Lisa smiled down at me. "Turn the bed down and laydown. You can wait for me while I get the key."With that Lisa left for a few moments while turned down the covers andclimbed into bed. Less than a minute later she returned, key in hand anda beaming. At this point the room narrowed into a kind of wide alcove leaving him a mere 20 feet away from the opposite corner. He glanced over and saw that the mirror-image table and bench opposite was empty. He nodded his acceptance and sat down as the concierge gracefully lit the candle in the center of his table, dropped off a menu and wine list and, with a small bow, he turned and left.He opened the menu and gazed down on it without really seeing anything. His mind was again possessed by vague images.