Lafitte knew it was not wise to keep the boys too long and to not cause them permanent harm because they were obviously from "old money" in the "Big E...sy" and their families were no doubt influential in certain circles. There was also the chance that they were associated with the families of the "French Quarter Witches" who ruled the roost with a heavy hand. The witches were infamous for harassing the deviant elements for their own purposes and it was likely both boys were under their influence. I could see her breathing change as her chest went up and down. Her nipples were hard, making little points through her comfy sleeping shirt. It was super hot.She lifted the front of her panties, revealing trimmed pubes and a hint of her lit as she slipped the vibrator inside to touch bare skin. "Ohhhh, my godddd..." she whispered as her eyes closed. I could see her moving the vibe around her sensitive places as she enjoyed the feeling. I pulled my panties down slightly and pushed mine in, too.. He quickly pulled off my shirt and dragged me toward the bed. I wanted to avoid the window feeling a little exposed but he pulled me into him and started kissing me again this time shoving his hand down my pants to give my cock a squeeze. As we kissed I fumbled with my bed and zipped wanting to remove my pants before the ripped or otherwise got damaged. I had to go back to work after this. I had just managed to get them unbuckled and down to my ankles when he shoved me onto the bed. I lay there. You DID remember what I said.’ ‘I said something else too,’ a deep voice came from behind her. She spun around. Oh GOD! There he was. No, it must be some kind of dream, some fantasy she had conjured up. He stood there in the weak moonlight. ‘I made you a promise. I told you if I was still around when it was all over I would join you.’ Different tears cascaded down her face. She dropped her shoes in the foaming surf and ran to him, throwing her arms around him. ‘Oh God, you’re real. You’re here..