We get back to the house. That's when I tell you about my bad news, "Tish, we can't drive all the way to the cabin, we need to walk a short distance, ...o we need to make sure we only take what we absolutely need." "That's ok , Kitty, we don't need clothes, but we do need the toys. We'll make the best of it" So we repack our stuff, and only take what we absolutely need. 40 minutes later we head out in my car. We decided to eat lunch before we get there, and bring in food for supper. We stop at. Krejula righted herself, growling softly. “If you don’t want to end up as my next sacrifice, you’d better go,” she hissed, jabbing the knife his way. “Your son would make a great warlord. And he respects me.”“You wouldn’t dare!” He looked from her face to the hatchet, then back again. Krejula slowly stepped closer. Even from where I was laying, I could feel the intense heat coming from the weapon.“I wouldn’t? I am your shaman. I speak for the Bloodhand. And right now the Bloodhand demands you. Then on her breasts indentations start to form, kinda like fingers slowly putting pressure on both of her breasts. Alice feels somthing touching her but she is in that dreamy state and just enjoys the feeling. The ghost fingers lightly massage both her breasts slowly inching closer and closer to her nipples. Her eyes are closed but now she is awake just feeling the erotic touch of somthing on her breasts. She just let's it continue, now intrigued by what is happening. The ghost fingers circle. They were fun to hang out with, certainly, as full of vibrant energy as Jen herself, and attractive for the most part, but ... Ashley had looked at him like a tasty cut of meat ever since she'd found out about the impending wedding, Kim was kind of a freak, to put it nicely, and Julie seemed to channel that Do the Creep video any time she went looking for a guy at the dance club. Not that he'd consider telling Jen these things; they were her friends, and otherwise good people. Still, that.