She laughed in a way I hadn't heard before, sort of girly and loose. She was clearly distracted by me. I made a move to scratch myself under my skirt ...nd her eyes were instantly down there. "What if we didn't watch a movie?" I asked."What, then?" "What if we found something else to do? Liiiiiiikkke, I don't know. Maybe we could..." Before I finished my badly planned suggestion that we fuck, she kissed me out of nowhere and we just fell into each other. I had her shirt off in a few seconds,. I was deep into Randy's mind, finding the damage not all that bad, and actually appearing to undo itself. "Shit. I'm sorry guys. Looks like I jumped the gun. Randy's personality and stuff are returning back to normal somehow. I don't think I have to do anything." Randy was in some kind of numb daze. He wasn't unconscious, but he wasn't really aware of us either. He just kept tugging on his semi-hard dick while sucking on the other hand's fingers. We watched Randy for almost an hour, Eric. Do you have a trust fund, or something?"He blushed. "Yeah, or something. The summer rates at the resorts are less than I expected, so I thought I'd splurge for brunch." Who twisted her tail?"Resort?" Yes. That's why I suggested you bring a swimming suit with you. Between bouts of love making, we'll grease up our bodies, stretch out on chaise lounges and drink drinks with little umbrellas in them. The Biltmore is supposed to be near the Wrigley Mansion. Besides, Frank Lloyd Wright designed the. .”“We have the guest room. We will set that up as Cas’s room. Although I am not a fool, I know you two will end up in the same room, just ... don’t be too obvious about it. Okay? I must be out of my mind.”She mumbled that last part to herself.“No, you aren’t. This is a weird situation, I agree. And I appreciate how liberal you are with us.”“Yeah Yeah,” she waved her hand at us as she turned to leave.Vicki sank back on the bed next to me, looking at the ceiling, “I wonder how I can talk my.