Abigail's sudden rush to get the rest of the way through the darkness made the tugging on her clothes tight enough that they started to tear. The last few dashes forward would require extra strength as her intruders began slithering down, the panties seemingly pushing themselves out in front of her. But the moment she would step into the light in front of the door, everything just suddenly ends. With the blink of an eye, all the 'touching' just completely vanishes. No sounds or other sensations are felt, just her and the lingering heat that had rose up inside her.<br/><br/>Current arousal: 5/18<br/>Now entering Floor 2<br/><br/>There is a minute of nothing happening when Abigail finally joins up with the others. There would be nothing but confusion for a time as they would be left to keep conversing among each other, but a voice echoing over the stone walls would break up their little venting session. "What did I say? Those were some interesting obstacles, weren't they?"<br/><br/>Their hostess from earlier didn't walk in from any direction, nor was it clear just how long she had been there. She just appeared over on top of the fountain while no one was looking up there. Her body laid itself out on top, laying on one side while she perched her torso up with an elbow. The way she laid highlighted just how wonderfully perfect the curves under that dress were, and the way she lazily swirled a strand of hair with a finger just added on top of her sexiness. "Did you like your surprises? I can see you certainly did, or at least your bodies did." Sultry, malevolent eyes peered down over her guests. "And we're just beginning this little game of ours, this'll be quite fun I can tell."