We walked through a wide corridor, passing a white couple, she naked, he wearing the same pink stockings as me. They exchanged pleasantries with the r...eceptionist who introduced herself as Helen. A black guy was walking up the corridor in the other direction fully clothed. "These are the downstairs rooms," she said waving at a corridor of doors. I noticed a pair of pink panties on the floor outside two of the doors. "That's where the magic happens. There are more rooms upstairs. I wonder if we. We have questions." Emma'sheart dropped, as she realised the ring may be only valid for its issueduser.She was led into a room and interviewed for about an ahn. It becameclear that her story was far larger than expected. So she was lead to asleeping chamber with a table, obviously not intended for captive slavesbut visiting free women. She was issued with writing utensils, andordered to record her entire story in writing. Of course slave cages didnot have tables for writing. Food would be. Then there was a entry of a girl called ramya(name changed).She was not so fair but enough to satisfy a guy.We became friend and she became lover of my friend rahul. Even I knew the matter but I was quite about it.Once there was no one in ramya’s house has everyone has gone to relatives marriage in another city. She invited me and raghu for her home but I did not go (why should I be a kebab mey haadi so).Raghu went and knocked the door she came and opened a door by seeing her raghu was. They couldn?t accept it, so they returned to the real world, leaving the traumatised woman with a dozen lifeless bodies.?Jesus Christ,? came Professor Dubrovnik?s voice into his mind. ?We got all twelve. get out?get out?get out now, William!??You did this!? Janet said, turning to face him where she had left him on the nameless soft surface. He retreated, in his mind trying to claw his way back to reality. ?Look for your happy thought,? The Professor had always said, ?the one thing that you have.