It must be noted that you have a terrible sense of direction

You glance down the hall, which way did it say you should follow again? You cough, glancing at the delightful Su Chen who trails behind you, her eyes fixed on the floor and pointedly ignoring your strong hand which wraps around her small, slender fingers. You're please. You want to make this girl your woman.

Samantha drily coughs behind you two, "Hey, lovebirds... it's the wrong direction."

Blushing you glance at Su Chen and secretly vow to earn Samantha later as well.

You continue down the hall, letting Su Chen walk in front of you so you can see the gentle movement of her ass with each step, just barely peaking out from underneath her leather jacket. You swear she's putting on a show for you as the two of you follow Samantha through a series of twisting passages. Gradually, Su Chen's lovely firm ass approaches your tented khakis, ever approaching to careers your hard rod. You glance at her blushing face, and she seductively licks her lips. This tease! you mock in your mind.

"STOP!" Samantha yells. You stumble into Su Chen, your tent dipping between her legs, and you grab onto her breasts to keep her from falling. She falls against your body, and lets out a light breath. She fidgets, nervous in your hold. You ask, "What?"

Samantha scowls, "There's a trap here." You glance at Su Chen and she frowns, trying to sense for something.

"How do you know?" You ask.

"We're sending out our spiritual sense to examine the walls... well I was because Su Chen was fooling around with you." You could swear that Samantha seems a bit jealous.

You playfully grab her shoulder and mock, "I can give you some love too, baby." She screams in shock and you're pushed forwards. . .

"No!" Samantha screams, terrified.