She happily drank it all and opened her mouth as a proof that she drank the entire lot. We kissed again without caring to wipe our cum smeared faces. ...here was a sign of content on her face. She told me that from this moment she is all mine and will never say no to any of my desires. I was so happy to hear that. I again started touching her everywhere but she smiled and stopped me showing me the time. Fuck it was close to 8 at night and said she was getting late. I understood and stopped.I. We had drinks and exchanged small talk and she told us that she was very happy with us and quite impressed. The hotel bar was almost empty, and as we sipped our drinks my girl sat next to me and I began rubbing her leg. I moved my hand up higher, under her skirt where I felt that she was wet. I asked our new friend if she liked what she saw and she just nodded. We decided to continue things in our hotel room where we already had some wine opened. The girls sat on the couch next to each other. " ... Chris?" What?" Chris suddenly shook his head, as if to clear out the cobwebs that had grown between his ears. He'd barely noticed that he'd managed to walk halfway up the stairs behind Adam. He gave his twin brother a quizzical look, trying to figure out what Adam had been saying."I said, did you hear that?" Adam said. He pointed up towards the balcony at the top of the stairs, towards the hallway that led to all the family bedrooms. "Thought I heard something weird, like..." His voice. "If it was me and I wanted to do a one man operation which is probably what your reader is going to want to do. I would go with a twenty five gallon pot and cook twenty gallons at a time. Then if your reader wanted to cook less he could. If he wanted more he could reuse his mash and cook another run. If he made two batches he would want to mix them before he bottled one run would be higher in alcohol then the other."He was also filling the tape with antidotes as a writer would want for his.