Go see Olivia, Mrs. Kamp will be around later.

“I’d really like to go meet up with Olivia at the House of Mirrors.” You quibble feeling your erection slightly deflate at the thought of rejection.

“Okay, fine but you owe me BIG!” Nancy grins grasping your large erection, tugging it hard toward the old mill factory.

As you near the factory you notice a large sign that reads:

300 square yards of a'maz'ing mirror fun.
Over 100 possible paths but only ONE exit… can you find your way out?

“Wow, this place holds a lot of potential.” You grin rubbing your erection into Nancy’s rear.

“More then you know hot stuff.”

You turn around to find Olivia standing behind the two of you. You notice Olivia is wearing a pair of form fitting racing shorts, something you failed to observe earlier because of the divider. Her round lusciously ass pushes mischievously against its lavender material making your cock twitch.

“If that is what I think it is then there is a hell of a lot more potential just waiting to be released when we get inside.” Olivia murmurs unable to take her eyes off the budging form inside your slacks.

Your cock twitches again making Olivia gasp before grabbing your arm and pulling you toward the entrance, “Let’s go!”

Olivia pays for all three tickets and practically drags Nancy and you inside.

It only takes a couple minutes before the three of you are deeply immersed with the funhouse. The mirrors project various images of either being very tall, short, fat, skinny, oblique, or lopsided. You are amused and aroused as Olivia stands in front of one mirror which makes her breast twice their actual size. After another few minutes of venturing around you move toward a large corridor that appears to be a dead-end. You follow closely behind the girls taking in their beautiful swaying asses and unique characteristics, when something in one of the mirrors catches your eye. You suddenly stop and through one of the mirrors you can see a masked figure holding what appeared to be a very large butcher’s knife making you close your eyes in disbelief. When you shake the goose bumps away you open your eyes to find the figure gone.

“Hey girls, did you see that?” You turn around and find that the girls are no longer in front of you. “Girls, where are you?”

You continue to call for the girls as you move down the hall but avoid yelling out too loudly so as not to be heard by the specter that caught your attention in the first place. Reaching the end of the corridor you realize there are actually two different paths that split going left or right. You swear that you can hear moaning come from the left path and are about to head that way when suddenly a weak cry emanates from the right.

“Please… please help me. Somebody…”

The voice was definitely female but you couldn’t recognize it as either Olivia’s or Nancy’s.