Monique moaned and protested her exhaustion, but they carried her to the Buddha and did not give her the choice of what she had to do.
The warm glass phallus was against her asshole, and it penetrated easily, its luminous head buried in the most secret parts of that virgin's body. She leaned against the Buddha's round belly, and started a dance like no dancer ever before performed, giving herself completely to the grimacing idol.
She was so tired doing it all by herself, and like the first time, Tai had to help her to with the symbolic action of being penetrated by the motionless god. She came, held in Tai's arms, impaled on the God.
When Tai helped her up, the other guests had disappeared. Tai and Chang walked her and Max across the flower garden, and then only did Tai kiss Monique on the mouth. A thoughtful Max and a dead tired Monique disappeared in the night.
After the short trip through the woods, Monique reached her room, and immediately fell asleep. She was still dreaming about new adventures.