As I looked up, I also noticed the lights in the storage area had intensified dramatically. In addition to special ceiling lights, there was now a fierce shaft of light homing in on Sophia, a spotlight one might see in a photo studio or on a stage in a theater.
Wait, where was James? I looked away briefly out of the staircase, looking for the source of this other light. Suddenly, James' voice came from somewhere and nowhere, no higher than a hidden corner just below the stairs.
"Sophia, let's begin!"
Sophia got up, her cheeks hot, and said shyly, "Ani'! Are we standing this time Bhaiyya?"
"Let's begin with this," he answered.
"What about the underwear?" she pointed at the little pair of thong panties on the floor.
"Put them on first. Do exactly as the tape I made for you tells you."
