The Jackpot

I could see at least a dozen women in the basement, seemingly of all ages and descriptions. There weren't any men among them, and they were all wearing normal clothes. I must have knelt there for over a minute as the truth of my changing luck sank in.

I had to figure out a way inside without alerting the occupants. Sure, I could claim any woman I could reach, but there was no way I could claim 20 before one of them knocked me out with a pipe or something. No, stealth was definitely the answer. I guess I could wait until the next time Father McGuinness came by with supplies, but I had no idea when that would be and I was horny now. I stood up and carefully stepped over the view of the window, and the next. Two more windows and I was at the back corner of the annex. There was a small concrete courtyard, penned in on all sides except for the slight opening into the cemetery I was standing in. I had never been this far into the cemetery before. With a deep breath I turned left around the corner.

Three potential entrances to the basement presented themselves: a door directly in front of me up a short flight of stairs, a door off to the left down some stairs, and a window in a trench immediately to my left.