"Carly? Caaarls... Carlotta!" Sam yelled, adding a musical note to the last part of it.Carly woke with a start, her face buried in a pillow on the cou...h. "Huwhahuh...what? Oh..." Obviously this was an interesting dream."What’s wrong cupcake?" Sam asked."Oh, I was having this dream with... taco-zombies, a leaf-flamethrower, and an evil Lewbert...?" replied Carly."Wow, that’s pretty awesome, was I there?" Sam pictured herself surrounded by zombies in taco costumes."Yea, speaking of which I have. This one is not mine, but one of the ladies who have told me about the incident happened in her life and requested me to narrate it for all of you as she cannot write it properly. Well cutting all this straight into the story. I am a milkman usually go around in the morning and wake up all those beautiful ladies to pick up the milk. Ah! it is so good to see early in the morning all those ladies with scantily clad clothes or trying to adjust their pallus. It is also very good to see sometimes. Blaine looks and me and replies, “Sorry Ira, I was meditating on our mission; trying to see if we would encounter any unforeseen circumstances.”I was certain that situations would arise, but nothing that the four of us could not terminate to our advantage.We arrive at Denver International Airport and Thom asks, “Which airline are you taking.”Mr. Blaine informs him, “Thom we’re taking United.”Thom follows the signs, pulls up to the terminal, we exit the van and Mr. Blaine says, “Thanks Thom, we. "It seemed a little harsh, but Carlita appeared as if she was going to go along with our hazing. She didn't really get a chance as Erica's motherly insticts took over, and the older lady hopped up and joined our young hopeful, putting her arm around her as she took a seat next to her. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Honey." Erica assured her, with a hug. "We just want you to be comfortable with your own sexuality."The classy older woman was rubbing and careesing Carlita as she.