The first door.

No sooner does she pick the first door, then Manson opens it, throws her in and closes it behind her. The room is very dark and she shakes from fear. She feels alone but not. Suddenly she sees some movement from out of the corner.

A short, obese, bald, old man waddles into the light. At sight he repulses Evan

"Turn around" he gurgles. Even refuses. The man smiles and holds one of his hands up to the light. It's horribly deformed and looks like a lobster claw, thick and boney. "Turn around," he repeats. "Face that mirror."

This time Evan does as she's told. She turns her back to him and walks up against a nearby wall-length mirror. In the mirror she can see him creep up. He slaps one of his claws against her young, round ass. She winces.

"This is very nice." He says as he reaches up and slips down the black thong she's wearing underneath her neglige. Evan feels his cold boney claws rubbing up against her thighs. She's terrified and a little turned on because of it.

Finally he shoves one half of his thick claw up into her bald pussy. Her body tightens and she falls forward, slamming into the mirror. He shoves it in deeper and her pussy contracts. Her small breasts being to heave up and down. Evan can feel her tight cunt getting looser each second. She can feel the ambivilence of the lobster man as he continues to shove his claw in as if he's grabbing for something deeper and deeper.

"Please stop." she says softly. "Please, just for a moment."