The gratitude would be an added bonus. We all piled into the Rambler in our holiday best and headed up the hill to the fancy part of town. I knew our ...amily was moving up to a nicer neighborhood in a couple of weeks, but it wasn’t going to be this nice, I thought, as my dad drove through streets with modern split levels and vintage California stuccos. The entire hillside neighborhood was decked out for the holidays with twinkling Christmas lights on roof lines and big inviting evergreen wreaths. "Well, here goes nothing."Lissa pressed a button on the helmet's side. The resonator made no sound and gave no sign that it was working, except for a tiny blue LED light that came on, in the front of the helmet.Lissa, however, showed definite signs that it was working. The instant the young mover hit the button, she froze in position. she stared out into space, never blinking. Soon her eyes started to water, and tears streamed down her face. Her hand that had pressed the button stayed on the. She had just turned 18, which meant she could now finally try out for the gang bang team. She was sopping wet through her sweatpants just thinking about it. She considered getting dressed in ragged short shorts and a low cut tank top which stopped just after the nipple, but she figured today would be a work out, so she wore a plain T and old sweats. They were so worn, they actually had a hole in the crotch and Chloe's pussy juicy was steadily dripping through it now. She had been wandering the. “David! Is that you?” she said. Apparently it was a coincidence, a fortuitous accident in the serendipitous synchronicity of the eternal cosmos. “It is indeed, and you!” I said. “David, what are you doing here? You’re out of that awful place?” she said. “And, yes, of course it’s me.” “Aren’t you working . . .” I started. “No, no more at Carter Automotive, not for more than a year now. Well, you know,” she said. “Then?” I said, “I have my own business now. I kinda owe it to your brother..