MICHELLE: Maybe. I was just expecting something more, you know? She was going to do something insane, why did she act like it was no big deal?SEBASTIA...N: She must have been comfortable with the situation. She must have been fully present in the moment. Were you comfortable?MICHELLE: I was afraid to say anything. Afraid to move. Like I was watching two animals in the wild. I didn't know what would happen next.SEBASTIAN: What did happen?MICHELLE: They started fucking. Just like that. Like I wasn't. “Don’t open your eyes yet either.” “I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself up.” she said, unsure of what I wanted to do to her. “Let me get you a pillow. You can put your head down more and relax – but keep your ass right there for me. Keep it in the air.” Danny started touching himself over his pants as his wife was stuck with her ass in the air, ready to take my dick – now wet with precum and hard as a rock, again. I walked up to their bed and reminded myself that she had never had. There wasthe cat's face again, but larger this time. When I walked up to thedoorway, it too slid open before me. I looked into the chamber behind itand found myself staring at the prome body of a woman in a glass case.Around her were four idols of the Cat Goddess, each facing me. Walking upto the coffin, I knelt before it and prayed for this woman as hard as Ipossibly could. Panharmonica must've heard my prayers, for a bright lightshone down on the prone body of the woman. Or was it some. "Grant," she yelled, "If you are trying to scare me, I swear to God I will kick your balls down your throat."Brandy heard nothing more than the growling hum of the craft.The blonde also noticed that the fog was getting thicker and the cornstalks around the craft were fading into a black wall. Carefully, she stepped back and began to retrace her steps. She dared not turn on the flashlight again to look at the map.Then Brandi heard the shuffling in the stalks.'This is fucked, ' Brandi thought to.