Two days later, I went to their place. Jack said he had to go study and excused himself. My dress wasn't as skimpy as the latest outfits I'd been wear...ng. A black lambswhool sweater and a tartan skirt that reached just above my knee. Tan stockings and low black pumps with a bow on the toepiece. After Jack had left, I sat next to Ronald on the sofa and pulled my legs up on the seat. I ran my fingernail over his shoulder. He was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans."Jack told me you've been hoarding my. This room was definitelymore well-lit. Someone on the day bed was laying on his tummy wearing ared thong. There was small room just beyond where there was some sexequipment. There was porn being watched there too, but I didn't pay anyattention. The next open room had some bondage equipment. There wasn'ta television in that room. The last room had a king size bed and wasromantically lit, though unoccupied.I returned to the locked and took a swig of the whiskey. The fieryliquid burned as. Nothing she had ever predicted had been proven false. If she said the eighth was a bad day, then that was more than enough for nearly everyone.Come to find out later the 8th was a very bad day. An early tropical storm blew suddenly out of the Gulf and submerged everything between Corpus Christi and Freeport. There was major flooding and roads were washed out everywhere. No one could travel anywhere for the next two days and it would have been dangerous indeed if our guests had been driving on. I know you've done this one before."Rick: "You sluts know what a man wants, don't ya?"Ball Girl:After climbing Rick to get her pussy all wet, she tries to reach to get Rick's cockhead into her mouth."Come on Lips, time to share."Bat Girl: "I need to exercise my jaw first anyways."Rick: Laughs. "I told you you're gonna gag."Telling Ball Girl: "Damn bitch, your cunt is sloppy!I gonna work your big ass though." Sticking two fingers up her ass.Ball Girl:"Your fucking huge. I can't get your cockhead.