Sure enough it was, complete with 4 walls, a roof and a floor. It didn’t look lived in so she tried the door, but it was locked. She went around t...o the windows, but all locked. ?Oh well? she thought. ?I guess ill just set up camp here then head back to the trail in the morning?. Jezebel was fast asleep when she heard a rustling sound. She didn’t think much of it, there were a lot of animals in the woods. But as the rustling sound got louder she grew slightly concerned. ?It could. So the ass kissing chick dropped me in a small office.I sat alone where I assume I was supposed to contemplate my sins. I really didn't consider many things to be a sin, so I just stared at the wall. I had my MP3 player in the back pocket of my jeans, so I looked around for a plug. I found one behind the desk with Doctor Bennet's name plate on it."I see you made yourself at home," he said when he entered."Just making the best use of my time. That is one of my long, long list of directives," I. The smaller room was a toilet and bathroom.It was here that the head of Western Operations went and removed theclothes that Marianne had been wearing, before reaching round andunzipping the back of the suit, then slowly starting to ease it off hisbody. It had been quite a while since he had worn one of these suits. Thefat suit had been his daily uniform for five years now and it had beenvery sweaty and uncomfortable, especially on hot sunny days in London.The man kicked the Marianne suit and. He watched his mother, center in the line of women,hair adorned with forest trappings. He had never seen her like this; shelooked beautiful and wild, her face expressionless, lost in the ritual.There was a grace about her, a delicateness that shown from her as thelight of the fire reflected off her. He was transfixed as he gawped ather, a familiar longing, jealousy of her femininity, welled up withinhim.The woman closest to the fire, a priestess of some sort, chanted loudly,stoking the women.