I knew Orzammar was huge, but the ceiling had to be sixty feet above our heads, and along each wall were statues carved into the stone of dwarves hold...ing that ceiling up. It was sort of creepy – I was sure the carvings were cosmetic, but it felt like the whole thing would come crashing down if one of those life-like statues decided to just let go.Out in front was a lake of lava that stretched as far as I could see. That explains the temperature increase. We were probably ten feet above the. His mother always said suicides went tohell. He could not understand why Worthington never answered hisletters or why he was in this horrible place. What had he ever done todeserve it?A typical day for Lindsay was rising fashionably late at 10 AM and shewas given a facial and massage by her devoted maid Mary. Mary loved hermistress as Mrs. Worthington was so kind and thoughtful and never waspatronizing or unpleasant. A delightful breakfast in the morning and itwas always delicious. Often she. The noises of clothes coming off and the playing of bodies then about five minutes walked in a naked woman who did not know that there were other men. Look on her face like well I have company, Upon which she sat down on the couch and opened her legs where upon mark went down on her. With mark munching on her pussy the guy telling me the story took out his cock and the Latina started to jack him off. As the other guy was dropping his pants for the Latina, she used her open hand to help the guy. .maybe a pizza or chicken or something."Scotty immediately looked relieved -- I'd given him something more "normal" to focus on. I grabbed my overnight bag and carried it into the bathroom while he sat on the bed and began perusing the phone book. I closed the door and immediately got a case of the shakes...partly from nerves over the naughty game I was playing, but also from the need to pleasure myself. I felt so horny that I wanted to scream! I took a long, hot shower, taking my time soaping.