He listened carefully now, concentrating on the chanting, and he realized that they were drawing nearer. Mike listened to the words once he could hear... them distinctly, but it sounded like mostly gibberish - although a few words he recognized as modern pronunciations of old Sumerian. Then the chanting paused, and all he could hear was the shuffling of feet - and then the clatter of chains on stone.Mike was slowly lowered from his position on the wall. His hands had been chained to a pole. " No!" She spat looking at me, "Play it just the way you did at the audition. It was great, different but that's what made it stand out even more." Okay I wont learn how to play it, I'll make shit up. What other songs you want me to make up?" I teased."First off I don't want you to make up anything, because I am starving and we are going to have dinner." She said."You mean together? At...four pm? What are we old people now?" I asked."Yes together, and we are not old. We are just two hungry. "I cut her off, "Just go on, what happened next?" I couldn't really do it properly so he took his trousers and boxers off and then started stroking him properly."She gave a rueful smile, I asked her what she was smiling at."It was genuinely difficult to get my hand around," she said apologetically."Did you use both hands?" I asked again in a hollow voice."Not really, sort of," again she paused"What do you mean, describe please?" I had one hand round the like you know, shaft stroking up and down. I could smell the metal in my blood as I brought it closer to my lips till it went fully in my mouth at first I didn’t taste anything so I kept digging my finger like a chip and dip the taste was sorta sweet mixed with my blood and girl juices it wasn’t at all the best kind of sweetness but it was turning me on knowing how wrong this is I layed back on the ground forgetting that there was a pile of horse shit I looked at my back seeing that it was covered in shit but knowing I was getting even.