But it was a nice diversion.I chose tuna salad and then looked up to see Danielle sitting by herself near the windows. I strolled over and set my tray... on her table."Hey, Danielle. Where are the other two-thirds?" I laughed. She looked up at me and scowled."I'm not Danielle. I'm Dolly." I looked at her. What is she trying to pull?"No, you aren't. What's up? Did I do something wrong? You guys took off like you were shot at Saturday." How do you know? How do you know I'm Danielle and not Dolly?. Brett, who was still in shock, could now clearly see Kim’s lightly covered vagina. He was simply awed. Her vagina was soooo sexy. He loved the shape and her lips looked swollen and pink. He reached out to touch it and she opened her legs a bit to allow him access. As soon as his fingers touched her, she drew in a deep breath and kind of wrinkled her brow in a way that told him she was very pleased. God she was wet. He looked at her and drew his fingers up to his nose. She looked at him and. One ofthe members of the party said that place was an important religious sitefrom the time before the fall and that, due to respect (but I believe itwas really superstition) all "tropeiro" parties went through that garden.The statues made of stone featured twelve men dressed in outfits whichwere unknown to me, they looked "ancient." The most interestingfeatures of those statues were their facial expressions, they lookedas if they were in agony. They looked as if they were real men turnedinto. As we passed through a doorway, I finally saw the cage that would hold me. My eyes widened with just a little fear, but at the same time my tummy tightened in happy anticipation, little thrilling sensations rippling through my body.It was a tall, skinny cage, very skinny and tapering. The bottom seemed barely large enough for both my feet but widened enough for my hips. It was made of a sturdy wire mesh, the wire much like a coat hanger with the openings about three inches square at most,.