Didn’t you understand them, Miss ... Miss?” the Professor asked.“Riedasel,” Mare reminded him.“Ah yes, Miss Riedasel,” he said as if remem...bering something. “You’re from Telchines, aren’t you?”“Yes, I’m from there, and I’m not sure that the standard methods will be reliable,” Mare told him.“You may be correct,” he said after several seconds of thought. “Please sit back down, while I explain to the class the unique problems that you may have,” he requested before he began his. The water tasted strange but she drank it anyway. She would later learn that antibiotics were dissolved in it. A book was shoved through the flap after she had eaten. It was called ?The Life and Customs of Gor.? The first page was ominous. It was printed in large black capital letters and said: ?Women should not visit Gor even in escorted tour groups.?There was nothing to do in her cell except stare endlessly at the blank walls or read the book so she read. It horrified her. Gor turned out to. I knew what she was thinking as she moved along beside Riff, her hips swaying sleepily. Yes, the flower fragrances were delightful, but not as exciting, I thought, as the smell of Beth’s cunt.The path now entered another forest, actually a simulation of the Amazonian rain forest: tall trees, hanging vines, and everywhere the damp earth smell and the calls of night birds. Just ahead the path curved to the right past a vaulted open space about the size of a small gymnasium, and it was into this. I had Dougs right arm over my shoulder and leaned against his ribs with my head on his shoulder while his right hand rested on my ribs below my breast. My legs were stretched out on the free side and I lay there feeling snug and comfy. I was wearing a crushed linen halter neck dress and a soft halter neck bra with a thong and it felt nice and cool as I lay there against my husband. I was feeling a little bit of the effects of the alcohol and was enjoying the sensation of leaning on Doug. I let.