for the first time in the last forty-eight hours , james started to feel a little better . `` it 's your turn now , '' she said as she wiggled her perfect rear end over his thighs . eventually , we come to a point where two enormous black panels meet at a ninety degree angle and run up to the roof of yellowish sky . she gave him a business card and told him he could call her at work . it all comes down you still not trusting me ! 