The High Priestess utters commands in her mother tongue. The other
priestesses untie their captives.
"Now strip!", she addresses her captives.
Adam and Jane look at each other in disbelief.
"Strip, or we will help you. Or perhaps not", a lustful smile
crosses the priestesses face, "Strip each other. You, boy, strip
your mommy. And mommy will strip the son."
"Please, no!", yells Jane.
Adam barely believes what he just heard.
"Do it now!"
(all art provided by Vasiliy Kindinov)
