" Bobbie?! What are you doing in there?" Um, getting clean?" No, I mean, why are you in my room? This room, whatever." Wait there." The shower turned ...ff. She kept shouting, as if the water was still running. "I mean, I'll be out..." (she dropped her volume) " ... in a sec to, like, explain."I dropped my bags on the ground and sat down on the bed. This would be interesting.She came out of the steamy bathroom in a barely-closed robe, drying her hair. It was distracting. "Sorry about that. I. There were plenty of rooms to inspect if I planned to smoke Fred and his mother out into the open.With the adrenaline of anger still energizing me, I decided to conduct a search. Going from one room to the other on the ground floor, I found nothing but empty space. Finally, I decided to go upstairs.The master bedroom was just as empty as the others. The king-size bed Fred's mother slept in seemed to mock me with its throne-like quality. It seemed to say, This is my place, and you're nothing. "I gave you a chance to please my guests by way of your own free will. Now it seems more drastic means are needed.?With the press of a button, a section of wall slid open and out appeared a large gun on a mechanical arm. As the beam from the gun hit Brenda, her struggling slowed while her flesh turned to latex with seamed up along the body like they were sewed together. Her fingers and toes fused together into solid masses of rubber. The last movements of her mouth screamed, causing it to. I had a pretty good idea of what she would look like naked and I wasn't disappointed – in fact I was more than pleasantly surprised to see just how firm and shapely she was. Her breasts, in particular, were very firm with large aureoles and her nipples were already hard. I looked at her pussy and saw that she had kept it neatly trimmed. I couldn't wait to get my tongue in between those lips.By now, Tracy had stripped me and taking my hand, led me over to one of the futons. She sank down on her.