It was Ann and another woman named Liz. They were dressed in sexy 1980s glam outfits to go out for the evening. Ann had her long blonde hair in an ela...orate set of scrunchies like Debbie Gibson, and Liz had crimped her brunette hair to make it look very feathered. They were both a bit younger than my Aunt and seemed excited to go out for the evening.“Captain Hiram’s or Bust!” Ann cheered.“Oh yes, it’s Ladies Night and the feelings right,” Liz sang to the tune of the Kool and the Gang song by. ." That's right, you went camping. Where are the kids?" I told you, camping." Skippy sat down beside her on the couch, bobbing his head in an attempt to keep it within her shaky line of sight."Oh, they're still camping?" There was a giggle in her voice. "So it's you and me alone? You romantic devil, you." Mrs. Keaton fell forward, dropping into Skippy's lap. He pushed her back up."No, Mrs. Keaton, it's me, Skippy, remember?" I remember, Steven," she said. "It's only been -- uhhhh..." she. The stripper’s G-string left nothing to the imagination. It was held on by a bow tied neatly in the back and he brought himself closer to Kim, daring her to untie them. Hesitantly at first, she allowed him to take her hands and rub them against the outsides of his strong thighs. With his crutch just inches away from her face, Kim caressed his legs and reached around for his ass. She pulled him closer so that she could reach the bow and pulled it undone. His underwear came loose and he placed. The sac beneath them was bulbous, green and shaped a little like a vase. It looked like it might be part of a plant.Definitely part of a plant, Fowler thought. The sac curled round and upwards into a thick green vine that stretched up into the darkness above them. A separate thick stalk ran out of the back of sac, just below the girl's waist and entwined upwards around the other vine."What are they?" Fowler asked.And why did they make him feel so horny?"Souls of former whores, sprouting up from.