You should go there. Um. Good luck."With that, he drove off. Sam exhaled and walked through the doors. Inside, there was an open space, kind of like a...lobby. No one was in sight but murmured voices from nearby rooms and hallways could be heard, if not understood. To the right were doors with a sign that read "Auditorium Entrance" with a hallway leading around it. Opposite Sam on the other side of the lobby was another hallway and a set of stairs. On the wall to the left hung a bulletin board,. Mom had taken a large amount of stuff to show grandmother almost filling the van up completely. We had planned to drive along at a leisurely pace and spend the night in Mississippi before going in to Louisiana the next morning. Mom had worn comfortable clothes consisting of a pair of shorts and a short sleeve polo type slipover shirt that showed off her midsection.We had gone almost three quarters of the way to the motel we had made reservations at when we had a flat tire. As we pulled off onto. So while Chelsea went into the kitchen to prepare and pack a good picnic lunch, Master went to gather a few things he would need on their outing. Master had more in mind for their outing than just a nice day and a romantic setting. Like always, he enjoyed turning the most ordinary and mundane things into opportunities for sexual adventures. And while Chelsea had begun to realize this, she was still caught off-guard by how his creative mind twisted day to day things! Once he had pulled the car. His head began to swim with anticipation. Next her darkly tanned belly was exposed, taut and leanly muscled. She had a tiny belly button and he saw that it was pierced, something she’d not told him about before. A gold ring, the size of a pinky fingernail hung there, sparkling against the bronzed field of flesh behind it. Finally the dress slid snugly over her hips and fell to the floor. She stood before him, completely nude and not even seeming all that self-conscious. Doug openly stared at.