I could tell it wasn't fully hard yet just by the way it lay there all thick and rubbery looking. I was actually dripping at this point. I could feel ...he loose threads of my cut-offs being soaked and cold as the touched my inner thigh. I was secretly planning my exit strategy. I was thinking how I would get him rock hard, touch it a little, and bolt out the door. It was approaching painful territory in my mind. He was so thick. SO THICK. And it had room to grow more. He just sat there with it. He was obsessing that Bob may not have locked the shed and the cabin and went back to check on it just as the portal appeared. Then he got distracted and didn’t notice that the portal had turned yellow just before he jumped into it. Thank God he wasn’t another second later or we wouldn’t be seeing him for nearly 40 years!”Now dad’s mouth fell open even wider, “Whoa, I didn’t realize just how dangerous traveling through that wormhole was.”Bob huffed, “It’s not really that dangerous, Dad. Ibera. The Boss didn't want to talk and drove the van a few blocks down before pulling into an alley."Get in the back." He ordered.Stacey nervously got out and turned the rear door hatch. As the doors opened the horrendous zipper face of the Mask leered out his muscled arms reaching to grip her wrist. She gave a yelp of fright seeing another figure, a young woman sat in the corner hands tied a cloth sack over her head. The Mask pulled her inside slamming the door shut. She struggled but he bound her. Uncle Steve’s friends were all really fun, and easy to talk to.Vanessa had on a cute polka dot, yellow bikini with ties on the sides. God she was hot! Even the married guys were sneaking peeks when they could.I felt a little self conscious myself. Normally I wouldn’t have, because of my cute, hard body. But next to Vanessa, I felt very plain. Even though I had curves of my own, they didn’t compare to hers. Maybe Uncle Steve sensed this, because he came over to talk to me often. Or he would give.