" Isabelleleaned over and whispered. "As it stands we don't even know what dangerswe may face inside the city. In addition, unless Phillip is runningt...ings, we don't have a Game Master to make sure that the encounters areat our level. We don't even have one to make sure that we all don'tdie."Dacie nodded, she knew that on occasion Philip fudged his die rolls ifit appeared the party was having trouble. She never actually saw him doit, as he made every roll behind a cardboard GM screen, but it. " Shit man, you fucking her stomach!" Nate laughed."You like it?" Jordan asked.She nodded."I didn't hear you," he said firmly."I...I like it," she whispered.He lifted her up and then pulled her back down again, her pussy gripping his shaft."Let me hear you say it again." I like it," she said, glancing at Nate as he sat on the sofa beside him."Like what?" Jordan grunted, lifting her up and down on his cock."Y...your cock," she panted."Mmmm, you like my black cock," he grinned.She nodded.He let. I was a plain Jane to an almost painful degree. Brown eyes, brown hair, short, average weight, average breasts and mediocre ass. The only characteristic I felt was worth appreciating was my intelligence—and the men I associated with hardly stuck around long enough to remember my middle name, never mind what smart joke I told or what interesting comment I made. As monsieur tall dark and sexy made his way over, I pondering further how in the world I managed to snag as many men as I did in this. An hour later and loaded down with brochures, we walked across the parking lot toward her car. I was conscious of a loud truck engine nearby and turned to look at the unwelcome noise. It was a big, late-model pickup, jacked up a few inches and sporting oversize tires and a very heavy looking set of bars on the front. A macho rig, was my first thought. Someone trying to prove to himself he was a real man.I tried to ignore it, but the sound was getting louder and I turned back to the source.